Lyrics
Intro
Ooh, they watchin' now...
Yeah, they watchin’...
Verse 1
Yo, I used to walk the pavement, head down low
Now the whip is tinted so they’ll never know
Who’s inside, plotting on the next five moves
Reading old texts, cutting off the loose crews
I saw the fake love, read it in their eyes
Same ones who left me, now they act surprised
Calculated risks, no simple roll of the dice
Paid the cost to be the boss, had to pay the price.
Pre-Chorus
Days in the struggle, nights in the rain
Got a vision, I ain't losing my aim
Kept it real, never playing those games
Now I'm up, and they calling my name
Chorus
Way too cold for the subtle moves
Racing down the road, got a point to prove
Watching enemies, yeah, I clocked those cues
Never lost my step, got too much to lose
Post-Chorus
Yeah yeah
Run it up, run it up
Yeah yeah
Run it up, run it up
Verse 2
City on lock, but my dreams unlocked
Still hear them doubts, but my faith don't stop
Stacking up wins from the base to the top
They said I couldn't, now they watching me pop
No time for hearsay, I’m on a new flight
They talkin' daylight, I'm working all night
Built this from bedrock, they see the highlight
But they never saw the grind, out of their sight.
Pre-Chorus
Days in the struggle, nights in the rain
Got a vision, I ain't losing my aim
Kept it real, never playing those games
Now I'm up, and they calling my name
Chorus
Way too cold for the subtle moves (so cold)
Racing down the road, got a point to prove (gotta prove)
Watching enemies, yeah, I clocked those cues
Never lost my step, got too much to lose (too much to lose)
Post-Chorus
Yeah yeah
Run it up, run it up
Yeah yeah
Run it up, run it up
Bridge
(Beat breaks down, becomes more melodic and soulful)
Some chase the paper 'til their soul is thin
And trade the kingdom that they found within
This legacy ain't built on bricks and gold
It's in the truth that you were brave to hold
So when the bright lights try to make you blind
Remember the rhythm that first calmed your mind
They can't erase the healing from the scar
A masterpiece is what you truly
Are-(Hold)....................(Echo out)
Chorus-Wide octave range
Way too cold for the subtle moves!
Racing down the road, got a point to prove!
Watching enemies, yeah, I clocked those cues!
Never lost my step, got too much to lose!
Outro
Run it up... but don't you lose yourself...
Don't you lose...
Got too much...
(Spoken, quietly)
Too much to lose.
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