no chill

When life isn't like a music video, but still sounds like a rap song. This is about those who survived, stayed true to themselves, and learned to smile even through the smell of stale alcohol and concrete. No money means no worries. But there are friends, faith, and a few lines that can replace confession.

It's simple: no one pretends or plays gangsters. Here, they're real not because of their appearance, but because of the weariness in their voices. In every line, there's the noise of the streets, counterfeit banknotes, forgotten bags under the bed, and a little pride in having made it out after all. No pretension, but with fire inside.