No Brakes No Fear

{low-pass filter sweep opening,

heavy 808 sub

rumble, ticking hi-hats}

I don’t hit the brakes,

I just hit the gas,

They talked big, now they’re stuck in the past.

Damn, I’m locked in,

I ain’t losing my lane,

Built this from the dirt,

now they screaming my name.

I don’t chase hype,

I just chase what’s mine,

Worked too hard just to waste my time.

Middle fingers up to the doubt and the hate,

If you’re waiting on me to quit,

you’re a little too late.

{explosive trap beat, full percussion entry} Everybody’s got advice,

ain’t nobody got receipts,

Talking like a boss but they folding in the heat.

I kept my head down,

stacked wins one by one,

Now they acting like they knew I’d become someone.

Hell no, I don’t flex what I never earned,

Every single lesson came with something burned.

You can keep the fake love,

I don’t need that shit,

I’d rather keep grinding than pretend I fit.

Pressure makes diamonds, that’s facts,

no cap, If I take one loss,

then I’m making it back.

Whole team moving, never standing still,

Built on heart, not luck,

not skill alone—just will.

{snare

rolls, rapid fire vocal flow} I don’t hit the brakes,

I just hit the gas,

They talked big, now they’re stuck in the past.

Damn, I’m locked in,

I ain’t losing my lane,

Built this from the dirt,

now they screaming my name.

{anthemic return, full dynamic energy} Never needed luck,

I just needed one shot,

Now I’m aiming so high they can barely see the top.

They said I’d fall off—I said,

“Watch me climb,”

Now I’m turning every setback into overtime.

Fuck excuses, either do it or don’t,

Dreams don’t move if your feet never go.

I’m staying hungry while they’re chasing a trend,

Real lasts longer when you build it to the end.

{subtle beat breakdown,

evolving percussion} No brakes.

No fear. No handouts.

Just work. {drums fade out,

sustaining ambient synth

pluck, final

sub drop}