416 Flame by Kyrptic Keys

Prelude

Snow piles outside, crack the window, dawn breakin’

Mom’s flippin’ flapjacks, I’m barely even wakin’

Kickin’ old Nikes by the rusty back door

Stealin’ pop from the fridge, toss a dime to the floor

Step over grandma snorin’ on the stained pull-out bed

Barely past seven but I’m chasin’ that bread

Neighbour’s bumpin’ Kardinal, old school on the tape

Grew up on hustle, so I move for the take

Intro

Yeah, 416 in the motherfuckin’ house

You know what time it is, ah

Verse 1

Walkin’ down Queen like I own every block

Drake wasn’t here yet, but I’m ready to pop

Marlboro smoke in the air, Timbs draggin’ the slush

Seen too many fakes try to flex but ain’t tough

Streetcar screech, windows covered in tags

Cops on my ass, tryna frisk for the bags

Got raccoons in the alleys, fuckin’ up my stash

But these cold city nights got me chasin’ this cash

Spadina to Jane, I’m runnin’ my mouth

Crooked-ass mayor tryna shut that shit down

Cracked on Dundas, baggies in my socks

Don’t test this kid—got the city on lock

Chorus

Toronto cold, but my veins still flame

Every motherfucker here tryna make his own name

Can’t phase me, I was raised by this pain

Eastside, westside, I survive that game

Verse 2

Shoutout Scarborough, Baseline on blast

Kids slingin’ dope, just tryin’ to outlast

Mom’s on the line, she sayin’ come back

But I’m deep in the trap, got no time for that

Subway delays while I’m dodgin’ the fare

Life in Ontario never said it was fair

Pages blowin’ up, got beef at the bar

Couple dudes want blood, but they won’t get far

Parkdale bars with the O.G.s and freaks

Barely got coins, but we drink for the week

Maple syrup dreams in a city that bites

But fuck all the cops, I’m still here every night

Chorus

Toronto cold, but my veins still flame

Every motherfucker here tryna make his own name

Can’t phase me, I was raised by this pain

Eastside, westside, I survive that game

Verse 3: Guest

Met this kid from Rex, gold tooth in his grill

Stories of jacked-up rides and a toolbox to steal

He’s got fam in the burbs keepin’ eyes on the cops

We split a poutine, plot new spots to drop

Argued ‘bout hockey, Leafs never win shit

But we both took the hit, slingin’ dimes to get rich

He cracked jokes, called me soft just for fun

Told him fuck off, we both laughed and then run

Hit St. Lawrence late, while the skaters cruise by

Double-double in hand, keep my head to the sky

If we got beef, at least it’s all real talk

No one’s pretendin’ on these stained-ass blocks

Chorus: Both

Toronto cold, but my veins still flame

Every motherfucker here tryna make his own name

Can’t phase us, we were raised by this pain

Eastside, westside, we survive that game

Outro: Both

Shoutin’ out Jane Finch, blunts in the park

Night buses rattle, yeah we grind after dark

North York hearts got scars they can’t show

But we bleed red and white when it’s twenty below

Crown Royal in a bag, shake off that frost

Ducked every L, counted every lost

Fuck a nine-to-five, we been chasin’ these stacks

Sap in the spring, still hustlin’ these racks

Steel toes on the curb, boots frozen stiff

Livin’ off raps and the government’s gift

We ain’t heroes, just legends in tracks

Toronto forever—put that shit on the map