$uicideboy$ - Now I'm Up To My Neck With Offers (scrims Verse) <Top-Rated>

He looked at his reflection in the glass door of the shop. His eyes were tired, dark circles telling the story of three days without sleep, fueled by caffeine and the manic energy of a new beat tape. He thought about the lyrics he’d just scratched into a notebook: the pride of being self-made, the middle finger to the mainstream, and the crushing weight of the "G59" legacy he was building brick by brick.

A black sedan pulled up slow. The driver’s window rolled down, revealing a face he didn't recognize—another scout, another middleman. He looked at his reflection in the glass door of the shop

The neon hum of the New Orleans corner store flickered, casting Scrim’s shadow long and jagged against the grease-stained pavement. He leaned against a rusted pump, the heavy humidity of the 504 clinging to his skin like a second layer of tattoos. A black sedan pulled up slow