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Cyrus Carlton: The Urban King 2 by Harshit

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Cyrus Carlton: The Urban King 2

Ambient Trap,male vocals

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I ain’t here to make friends, I make noise and moves,
Silk words with a blade edge, I cut in smooth.
From the H where the stars ride coupes in flames,
Every glance I get got her rethinking names.
Yeah, it’s Carlton, baby, but don’t get it twisted,
Heart colder than steel, and the soul? Kinda gifted.
She said “You dangerous.” I said, “That’s the charm,”
I ain’t tryna hold hands, I’m just readin’ your palms.
Whole world soft, I was born with bite,
Tell God don’t test me if He ain't ready to fight.
I don’t pray for peace, I got war in my spine,
And a smile like a sin that be sweeter than wine.
I ain’t cocky, lil bro, I’m just painfully real,
You fake woke, I been slept on ain’t signed no deal.
Broke the mirror last week, said, “Damn, that’s him,”
Reflections don’t lie, but regrets sure swim.
Pain made a canvas, now I drip like Basquiat,
Every scar got a beat, every tear hit the spot.
Don’t text me vibes if you ain’t tryna drown,
My love come layered, it’ll flip your crown.
I ghosted my ex, now I haunt her dreams,
Her new man soft like pumpkin cream.
I don’t chase, I align stars move for me,
I’m the plot twist in her late-night poetry.
Energy thick, they can’t clone my tone,
Even silence from me make ‘em check their phones.
I be chillin’ where the wolves don’t bark, just feast,
My peace got fangs, and my pain got teeth.
Say my name, and the air get tense,
I’m the reason pride turns past tense.
Only trust I know got betrayed and bit,
Now I wear my doubt like a diamond kit.
She said “you deep,” nah girl, I’m oceans cursed,
You sip my soul, but forget I thirst.
My aura too loud for these TikTok trends,
I build legacies while they just pretend.
Every L I took came wrapped in gold,
Now the wins so loud they break the mold.
They want my vibe, but can’t pay the price,
I bled for this calm, earned this ice.
Slick talkin’, I’m a riddle in boots,
Leave 'em shook like truths in the preacher’s suits.
I walk like I know I ain’t meant to stay,
Just a king with ghosts I rep everyday.
I ain’t heartless, I just learned to fight,
I don’t dim my shine just to make you right.
Grit in my jaw, got that Houston lean,
Soul speak rich but the pain still mean.
So if I die tonight, let the tombstone say:
"Here lies the storm they couldn’t delay."
And if she cry, let her lips confess —
"Cyrus kissed like sin and left like death."
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