(Intro - R&B tone) Yeah, I been gone for a minute, but I'm back in my zone, Energy electric, heart chrome, I'm grown, They thought I fell off, nah, I was just home, Now I'm in the booth cookin' heat, welcome back to the throne. (Verse 1 - Hip-hop flow) New era, same drive, I'm the update you missed, Every line shine heavy, can't resist this twist, I was silent for a season, now I'm speakin' with reason, Every bar sound seasoned, my return feel like freedom. Pressure make diamonds, I was built from the storm, While they copy and perform, I was shapin' a new form, Now I'm eatin' good, yeah, that cruf on my plate, Taste of victory sweet - yeah, success don't wait. (Hook - R&B melody) I'm back, I'm better, I'm bold, Heart of fire, touch of gold, They forgot but now they know, You can't cage what's meant to glow. They tried to box me in, I broke code like a glitch, Now I'm cruisin' in control, yeah, I'm switchin' the pitch, Every move feel major, every verse feel rich, From the struggle to the shine, man, I flipped that switch. (Verse 1) Back in the game, no cheat codes, no patch, Bars like locks, every line got a latch, They said I vanished, nah, ljust detached, Now I'm rebooted — system fully matched. Cruisin' through static, chrome wings unfold, Every rhyme a gem, every flow pure gold, Underground prince with a digital soul, Came from the silence, now I'm takin' control. (Hook - R&B swing) Yeah, I'm back with the glow, Didn't need no show, Did it solo, low-key, but the sound still grow, Eat that cruf slow, watch the tempo flow, Every bite like a bar — that's the life I know. Left the map blank, now I'm redrawin' the space, They talk noise online, I just clean my slate, Drop one track — that's a back-to-back earthquake. Silver screen dreamer, code name "Sentina," Whole aura gleamin' like chrome-plated arenas, Darkwave bass, heart hum like a Tesla, Mind sharp, voice calm — that's the professor. (Bridge - R&B tone) Took time, found peace in the static, Now the flow cinematic, Every verse automatic, It's pure mathematics. (Hook) Cruf cakes, flip on the stove, let it bake, Back from the low, whole plate for the take, Fake ones froze when I rose from the break, Still masked up, but the style don't flake. Cruf cakes, yeah, heat in the verse, Cook slow burn - make the beat rehearse, Came from the dirt, turned pain to the perks, Now I talk smooth while the world do the work. Then it's pussy this, ass that All that shit trash rap What started as empowerment I'm feelin' now it's past that Yes, I'm with sexual expression if any's tryna lash back But this proper prostitution, always askin' where the cash at You sure you sellin' me melody but keep tellin' me your ass fat? Or you just a succubus, wanna suck us 'til the stash tapped? Don't get it twist', I like a pretty miss with a vast gap But this a crazy world, don't put our baby girls on the fast track

Im back (they mad im charting)