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Neon Crowns (Trap Nights) 1 by FrățilăMihai

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Neon Crowns (Trap Nights) 1

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Lyrics
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sparse 808, lone synth hum, corner light flicks—(yeah)
night opens, breath cold, city clock ticks—(skrrt)
neon backstreets, bezel iced, rooftop skyline glow,
count the green, wrist steady, pockets whisper low.
corner deals, backdoor lanes, two whistles and a code,
enemies in rearview, serpent tongues on the road.
triplets in my heartbeat, clap snaps like a pulse,
leather seats, frost breath, midnight vaults and results.
i move like shadow commerce, quiet but i own the night,
brick cold, bag fold, mama prayed i’d see the light.
two lines—hold the breath, feel the lift (we climb),
small step to the drop, then we slide into the rhyme.
trap nights, we rise—(trap nights, we rise)
neon crowns on rooftops, bezel iced, skyline high.
trap nights, we rise—(trap nights, we rise)
heartbeat 808, city halo, never say goodbye. (yeah)
midnight ledger, ledger clean, stains from old fights,
count the cost, keep the code, flash the signal lights.
backpack full of promises, some broken, some paid,
handshakes turn to daggers when loyalty decays.
wrist steady, time steady—timeline full of scars,
we trade whispers for mountains and mixtapes for cars.
personal stake: keep my blood, don’t fold for the throne,
betrayal on the corner where the neon seeds are sown.
two lines—tension builds, breath held tight (we rise),
then drop into the hook, let the chorus cut the night.
trap nights, we rise—(trap nights, we rise)
neon crowns on rooftops, bezel iced, skyline high.
trap nights, we rise—(trap nights, we rise)
heartbeat 808, city halo, never say goodbye. (whoo)
atmosphere thick—pads like fog under the moon,
808 sub hum, racing like an old platoon.
ad-libs drip on the last bar, harmonies halo the cry,
one-line tagline burning bright: bezel iced, heart on the grind. (tag)
rooftop vows, we stitch scars into design,
every loss a ledger entry—every win a shrine.
skyline kneels to the hustle, corners chant our name,
we carved our future out the concrete, lit it up in flame.
triplet flow, syncopate—snare snaps, hi-hats spill,
words cut precise like bezel cuts, steel and will.
personal stake sealed in a cipher, told in midnight signs,
we’re the authors of the neon, architects of our lines.
trap nights, we rise—(trap nights, we rise, trap nights, we rise)
neon crowns on rooftops, bezel iced, skyline high. (skrrt, yeah)
trap nights, we rise—(trap nights, we rise)
heartbeat 808, city halo, never say goodbye. (forever)
lights dim slow but the crown stays cold,
legacy stamped in neon—stories told in gold.
bezel iced, heart on the grind—repeat that line, rewind,
trap nights forever, neon crowns aligned. (let’s go)