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[Intro: Birr] Yeah… Midnight in the city, sins on consignment, You asked for my heart—bitch, that’s a down payment. [Verse 1: Birr] Trust fund depleted, I’m bankrupt on feelings, Your love’s a rental car—I’m returnin’ it peeled in. You wanted the highs, but the lows got you leavin’, Now your tears on consignment, I’m resellin’ the reasons. Fair trade? You barter your soul for a headline, I write your regrets in a hook, take a cut of the airtime. Loyalty’s ghosted, left voicemails in my DMs, I’m sippin’ the silence, let the Henny drown whispers. Pray for my conscience, but the money’s my pastor, You traded your truth for a verse—should’ve cashed faster… [Chorus: Birr] Cold exchange, no receipts, just the pain in the deal, Friends fold under pressure, diamonds crack under steel. Cold exchange, sign your name, let the contracts get real, You wanted the throne—here’s the blood on the seal. [Verse 2: Lyrik Blaze] Blaze in the cut with a Glock and a grudge, They talkin’ ’bout loyalty—don’t make me laugh, fuck a hug. My brother’s in concrete, I’m buildin’ his legacy, Every brick in my chain got a eulogy recipe. You swapped out your squad for a Spotify playlist, Now you’re beggin’ for clout, but the respect’s in the basement. I don’t speak fluent—I let the Draco translate, One wrong move, and we airin’ out your whole fuckin’ estate. Tears don’t mean shit when the bodies get cold, I’m taxin’ the game, 30%, paid in soul. [Bridge: Birr & Lyrik Blaze] (Birr:) Sellin’ your truth, buyin’ your lies— (Lyrik:) I’m cashing the pain straight outta the sky. (Both:) Cold exchange, cold exchange… balance the scales in blood. [Outro: Birr & Lyrik Blaze] (Birr:) They sing my hooks like a hymn, but the pain’s in the fine print, Turned my heart to a vault—you can’t afford what’s in it. (Lyrik:) Blaze don’t negotiate, I extort or erase, Play with my legacy, get erased from the case. (Both:) Cold exchange.

[Verse] City lights flash, nights ignite with the hustle, Feet on the asphalt, racing through the tussle, Concrete dreams juggled, life's a mad puzzle, Got ambitions thicker than New York muscle. [Verse 2] Graffiti on the walls, stories in the spray, Echoes of legends who paved the way, Dodging pitfalls, no time for delays, Chasing paper trails, dodging alleyway betray. [Chorus] Concrete jungle, where the wild things roam, Talking skyscraper heights, the city's my home, No fairy tales here, just the grind and the chrome, Till the sun breaks dawn, hustle down to the bone. [Bridge] Subway vibes, beats lurking underground, Street poets drop wisdom, unbound, Neon reflections where dreams are found, Through the city’s heartbeat, I’m spellbound. [Verse 3] Blocks move quick, clock hands spin fast, Money and fame pass, only legacy last, In the shadow of giants, never outcast, Rise with the hustle, can’t forget the past. [Chorus] Concrete jungle, where the wild things roam, Talking skyscraper heights, the city's my home, No fairy tales here, just the grind and the chrome, Till the sun breaks dawn, hustle down to the bone.

[Verse] Gold drippin', wrists icy, so cold I need a coat Purple in the cup, sippin' slow, now I'm afloat Rollie on my wrist, tick tock, never broke Whip so fast, take off, ain't no joke [Chorus] Flexin' vibes, on the rise, no disguise Money tall, spend it all, hypnotize Diamonds bright, light up night, energize We the kings, spread our wings, maximized [Verse 2] Lambo doors lift, spaceship in disguise Gucci on my fit, drip got 'em hypnotized Countin’ bankrolls, eyes on the prize Lit like a strobe, haters paralyzed [Bridge] Stack paper, skyscraper, reach the top Ring blingin’, it’s singin’, never stop Chain swingin’, mood changin’, make it pop Whole crew ballin’, we callin’, number one spot [Chorus] Flexin' vibes, on the rise, no disguise Money tall, spend it all, hypnotize Diamonds bright, light up night, energize We the kings, spread our wings, maximized [Verse 3] Pockets deep, got the green, that cash glow 808s bang, city feel the flow Autotune the voice, melodic, steady go Hustle every day, ain't no slow

[Verse 1] (Delivery: Laid-back, gravelly flow, like a late-night confession in a Crown Heights alley) Yo, these streets cold, but your touch Brooklyn summer, We skip the dice games, just us under the gunner. You the .38 Special, no safety, I’m cocked, Love’s a stick-up, you got me robbed at the block. Candle wax drips like the BQE traffic, Your laugh’s the El train—rattlin’ my attic. We ghost the fake love, no cap in our script, You my rib tips, Marcy Ave. thick. [Pre-Chorus] (Melodic, half-sung) Brownstone lullaby, we don’t die, we just slide, Pyrex love, let it simmer, no lie. J’s kicked back, puffin’ cloud nine, You the plug when the world tryna line. [Chorus] (Soulful sample chop: “You’re my cit-ay” echoes) ** [Verse 2] (Flow tightens, cadence like a prowling pitbull) Feds watchin’? Let ‘em tape how we kiss, You the getaway car, I’m the trigga you twist. Split a blunt, split the rent, split the pain, Bed-Stuy queen, yeah, you drippin’ in Reign. We don’t post, we ghost-write our vows, Late-night bodega rose—no crowd. Your ex squared up? I just chuckled, “My G…”, You already chose—why he buckin’ at me? [Bridge] (Beat drops to just piano and 808 hum) The city don’t sleep, but we pillow-talk schemes, Stash love in the ceiling, no blue beams. You my corner store—always open, always right, Kiss the scars like, “Yo, we’ll war tonight.” [Outro] (Saxophone fades as ad-libs echo) Yeah… Brooklyn love, son… It’s murky… but we clear… Ayo, light another one…

[Verse 1] Ayo, TESFU laced this shit with a pulse, Lyrik Blaze talkin’ love, but keep the glizzy in my holster. Shorty got a death stare, but her kiss resuscitate, She Brooklyn to the core—love her like I love the hate. We met where the choppas sing and the sirens cry, She ain’t scared of the drill, she the rider in my ride. Lips sweeter than AriZona, but her heart made of steel, Opps try to slide? She yell, “Babe, let’s make ’em kneel!” She don’t cap, keep it solid, got my back like a Kevlar, *Love her through the droughts, still my day-one in the vel’ car. We chase bags in the AM, vibe in the PM, Her grind got me hooked—fuck a Perc, she my medicine. [Chorus] Bed-Stuy heartbeats, we sync like sirens in the night, Love in the trenches—ain’t no heist without a fight. She my shooter, my loot, got me cuffed with no key, Blaze in love, but the streets still run through my DNA. [Verse 2] Her ex tried to jux my spot, now he ghost on the ‘Gram, She said, “Fuck that lameshit—you the king of my pyramid.” We link at the bodega, Dutch split, no 50/50, She the plug for my pain, got me laughin’ through the city gritty. Her vibe colder than February, but her touch start a fire, We crash in the Wraith, got the block in the rearview, higher. She don’t fold under pressure, call her Cici with the steel, Love her like the game—murder anybody tryna split the feel. Tattoo her name on my clavicle, right next to the scars, She the truth in a world full of snakes and fake gods. [Bridge] They ask why I’m locked in—she the code to my cage, Turn my lows into hype, got me rhymin’ through the rage. TESFU’s keys got the heavens weepin’ melodies, She my Brooklyn lullaby, fuck a fairytale, Jezebel. [Chorus] Bed-Stuy heartbeats, we sync like sirens in the night, Love in the trenches—ain’t no heist without a fight. She my shooter, my loot, got me cuffed with no key, Blaze in love, but the streets still run through my DNA. [Outro] Yeah, b!tch—it’s lyrical love, TESFU on the track, Where the roses got thorns and the heartbeats shoot back. She my downfall, my crown, my Bed-Stuy eclipse, Blaze in her atmosphere—fuck a kiss, take my clip.

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Am doar codeină, prometh și coca în ADN Nu mă fut cu orice javră, nu mă fut cu fraiere Nu combinăm orice proastă, scot banii din ATM Stau la coadă după pulă, dau mesaje fanele Fratele, și-a rupt ficatu', spatele Am salariu' tău la mână și la gât o avere Sparg vreo zece Xanax-uri, „Iane, vezi că-ți curg balele” Trag întruna ca taifunu', fac linii cu lamele (Yeah) Am cash flow ca Benny, două bețe pe un Henny Nu-mi dau duhu' pentru pizdă, freacă lampa pentru premii Îi pun copiii în față, are grijă Super Nanny Vin din South, nu stau în parc Da' mă omor, zici că sunt Kenny, yeah [Punte] Yeah [Strofa 2] Dau prea tare, coaie, marea și cântarea și cânt tare Scriu versuri, bro, și când dau la buci, fă, fără supărare Nu fac asta pentru bani, da' cine-mi pune de mâncare? Știu că și dacă orbesc, măcar viziunea nu moare Îmi fac singur treaba, voce, text și stau și la butoane Chem o pizdă, face muie, sex și-o trimit la plimbare Frați din toate cartierele au marfă de vânzare Ca la piață, avem brigadă, facem rost și de pistoale Coaie, am asta în ADN, m-am născut în Berceni Sânge rece-n venă curge, am gheață pe colier Cinșpe bețe pe o geacă, nu o agăț în cuier Fac ce vreau, mă doare-n pulă, când vreau să fluier, fluier Facem nebunii în penthouse la Azteca, e lejer Toți frații strânși în brigadă, stăm, bem și facem cuie Procesez ca un i7, tu gândești ca AMD Nu e vorba de mălai când știu c-am trap în ADN

Yeah, shit happens, it’s a cycle in the grind, Like déjà vu, I swear I see it all the time, Same old struggles, different face in the crowd, Echoes of the past, got me lost in the sound. Every day’s a rerun, but we chase new dreams, Life’s a movie, full of twists, bursting at the seams, Hit repeat on the hustle, can’t escape the loop, But I rise from the ashes, find my strength in the scoop. Count the lessons learned, stack ‘em high like bricks, Building up my kingdom, while the world plays tricks, Yeah, shit happens, that I already knew, But I’ll break the mold, make my own deja vu.

Tommy Mcadams once ruled the world. Until he met the devil Olivia . Joe the show tried to stop him but he was too falling In love. But joe fell in love with Olivia while Tommy fell in love with boots

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