
[Intro: distorted storefront bell, deep clipped vocal, bass immediately building] Whole city hungry. I fed the corners. (Ding.) [Hook: explosive aggressive cadence, heavy doubles, gang responses, 808 hitting between phrases] Bell ring twice, whole corner get tight. Bell ring twice, then the bassline bite. Weight on the city, got the whole strip live. Bodega king, every OPEN sign mine. Bell ring twice, whole room look up. Black truck outside and the storefront jump. Fridge light blue, but the bankroll green. I made corner-store money look organized crime. Bell ring twice. (Ding, ding.) Bell ring twice. (Ding, ding.) Whole hood eat when that bell ring twice. [Verse 1: fast controlled pocket, dense internal rhymes, aggressive delivery, no lazy pauses] Black hoodie zipped, fluorescent flicker. Small-ass store, but the money got bigger. Cat by the chips, old heads by the lotto. I walk through calm like I own the whole borough. Cash drawer snap, that’s percussion to me. Whole block hungry, I’m supplying the feast. They flex chains, I flex intersections. Got corners multiplying like bad intentions. Freezer hum low while the kick drum knock. Blue light hit when I step in the spot. Plexiglass thick, but they know my face. Whole strip move when I pick up pace. Coffee burnt black, money fresh green. Store look regular, business obscene. Scratch-off dreams hanging over the counter. I don’t scratch shit, I make numbers get louder. Two aisles wide but the reach citywide. Everybody got motion till my motion arrive. [Pre-Hook: beat strips to kick, bell and vocal] They bought the block. I bought what the block gotta walk into. (Ding.) [Hook: bigger drums, harsher vocal doubles] Bell ring twice, whole corner get tight. Bell ring twice, then the bassline bite. Weight on the city, got the whole strip live. Bodega king, every OPEN sign mine. Bell ring twice, whole room look up. Black truck outside and the storefront jump. Fridge light blue, but the bankroll green. I made corner-store money look organized crime. [Verse 2: harder cadence, tighter rhyme chains, brief controlled double-time bursts] Plantain chips stacked by a mountain of cash. Door chime sing when I walk through fast. Whole avenue tense when the storefront buzz. They don’t gotta ask what the pressure was. Money too thick for the register slot. Whole counter shake when I empty the knot. Corner-store Caesar, no marble floor. My empire got gum by the fucking door. I made a deli look geopolitical. Little glass window, money astronomical. Every hood got kings till the rent come due. I got stores making stores, what the fuck do you do? They rap about blocks that they barely can stand on. I got whole intersections answering random. No penthouse needed, my view from the curb. Still got the neighborhood moving on words. Freezer door fog put frost on the wrist. Bass hit hard, make the bottles all twitch. Bell hit once, everybody stay cool. Bell hit twice— now the whole room move. [Break: drums stop dead after door bell, distorted sub underneath] You hear that? That ain’t a doorbell. That’s the block clocking in. [Final Verse: relentless pocket, hardest punchlines, drums progressively intensify] Whole strip fed. Whole strip taxed. Whole strip know where the pressure came back. Small store front, big-boy numbers. Cash pile ugly like city-road summers. Bodega cat sleeping right next to the bread. Even he know who keeping this motherfucker fed. My throne got bleach by the mop-bucket rack. My crown got fingerprints all on the glass. No suit, no boardroom, no corporate speech. Just hot-food steam and money within reach. They got skyscrapers. Cool. I got corners. Every storefront open, another supporter. City got veins, I put weight in the pulse. Every avenue jump when the low end thump. I ain’t king ’cause I said that shit twice. I’m king ’cause the whole hood move when the bell ring twice. [Final Hook: maximum intensity, distorted 808s, gang chants answering every line] BELL RING TWICE. Whole corner get tight. BELL RING TWICE. Then the bassline bite. Weight on the city, got the whole strip live. Bodega king, every OPEN sign mine. BELL RING TWICE. Whole room look up. BELL RING TWICE. Make the storefront jump. Fridge light blue, bankroll green. Whole hood eat off the corner-store king. Bell ring twice. (Ding, ding.) Bell ring twice. (Ding, ding.) Whole hood move when that bell ring twice. [Outro: beat hard-stops on second bell] Ding. Ding.