Sny - Debt (Original Mix)

I move through the city with a dead on my name
Smoke in the mirror, but
I stay in the game
Let's on the boulevard, fade when
I pass
Bill from the hundred, not the money or class
Bills in the back room, truth under lock
One quiet word and they all watch the glock
I came from the blood
I'm winning nothing to prove
Now every man waits before
I'm making a move
Loyalty costs more than diamonds and chains
Brothers turn strangers when profit remains
I learned every lesson with blood on the floor