We Don't Fold

Intro

Ayy, yeah, yeah (uh-huh)

Skrrt-skrrt, lights down, engine up (yuh)

Da-da-da, turn the page — we startin' up

Verse

I walk through storms with a grin and a plan, wrist on the wheel, head on the scan

Countin' commas like constellations, map my nights like I map my lands

No permission slip, I cut the clip, submarine moves, silent and quick

Paper trails like alley cats, I bend corners, then I flip the script

I move like chess, not checkers, patient like a saint but never lesser

Collectin' lessons, countin' pressure — diamonds under stress, we gettin' wetter

They talk loud but the currency whisper (whisper), I'm makin' noise with a whisper (watch)

Profit margins doing push-ups, bankroll growin' thicker, quicker, richer

Say my name in a room, they math me up — problem solve, I’m the sum

I turn long shots to targets, blunt force with a cunning tongue

Hustle handcrafted, paid in craft, every line drafted, light the draft

I’m a midnight mechanic, chrome thoughts, tighten acts, ignite the shaft

No cap, just cartilage — I build bone on every gamble

Skrrt off the curb, leave doubt curved, pedal down, switch the handle

They want a trophy but they ain't built the field, I run the ground and plant the flag

My circle small but deep-seated — real gold, not the fakes or plastic tags

Ayy, keep that static out my ear, I got anthems in my ribcage

Yuh, make a move, break the frame, architect of my own rampage

Pennies to plate, plate to play, every setback was a stage

I taught the night how to listen, I taught the silence how to rage

Chorus

We don't fold, we go, we go, we go, (we go)

We don't fold, we go, we go, we go, (let’s go)

We don't fold, we go, we go, we go, (aye, aye)

We don't fold, we go, we go, we go, (skrrt, skrrt)

Verse

Midnight meetings with my better half — the vision and the ledger

I suture lost time back to the plan, stitch the seams with a new measure

They say I'm reckless, I say I'm precise — blueprint faith in the dice

I flip the calendar like currency, every date another slice

Haters set timers, I disarm clocks, timeline bending, I regraph

I move in chapters, not in moments, pen sharp like a paragraph

Money talks but mine debates — it argues in a foreign tongue

Every bar a treaty, every move a song unsung

I keep receipts for my regrets, frame 'em, learn, then let 'em go

No shame in the scars, they sign attention on the road we chose

Cold calls, warm smiles, I cold-walk through the warm crowd

I got a studio in my chest, beat drops, pulse loud

Lyrics like ledgers, every line balances the loss and wins

I count souls turned supporters, count the nights I turned the sins

From storefront dreams to rooftop deals, we elevated from the seam

Now I architect the skyline with the same hands that learned to dream

Ayy, break the ceiling with a whisper and a hammer (hammer)

Make a kingdom from a pocket, stack the plans like a grammar (grammar)

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