Kingpin Chronicles

Yeah, let's talk about Josh.

Not your average story. (shhh)

Josh grew up looking down from a high-rise view Penthouse suite,

never cared what the broke folks do He sees the tents on

the gravel, the struggle in the street But he locks his double

doors, never admitting defeat He built an empire of stone,

paper-chasing the crown He says the weak only crawl and they hold

the city down

(yeah) No sympathy for the shadows living down in the dirt Only

gold on his wrist,

never feeling the hurt

Josh is running this town from the peak of the hill He

got the power, the ice,

and the cold-hearted will No love for the pavement,

no tears for the poor He’s locking the gates,

he’s securing the door (uh-huh)

Yeah, he’s rising above it all

He steps in custom leather,

stepping over the grime Says the hustle is a choice and poverty

is a crime He got the lawyers,

the boards, the executive keys He laughs at the signs begging 'help

me please' He fought his own silent wars,

built a fortress of pride But the coldness inside is a hunger

he can't hide (never) He keeps his money tall,

keeps his windows rolled tight Leaving the dark avenue in his rear-view

tonight

He says the world is for the takers,

not the ones who complain He bought the sun and the stars

just to block out the rain

(block it out)

Josh is running this town from the peak of the hill He

got the power, the ice,

and the cold-hearted will No love for the pavement,

no tears for the poor He’s locking the gates,

he’s securing the door (yeah!)

Yeah, he’s rising above it all

Yeah, Josh in his castle.

Looking down.

No regrets. (hahaha)