[Verse] Back in the block, yeah, the streets spoke your name, But now youâre a canvas, tattoos tellinâ your game, Scars on your sleeves, stories inked in the night, Silent like a book, but your eyes burninâ bright. Walkinâ like a shadow, but you got that new shine, Old friend, new vibe, mix of grit and of grind, Swagger in your step, yeah, you changed the whole scene, Talk less, show more, king of cool, so serene. [Pre-Chorus] You donât need to talk, your silence loud and clear, Every mark on your skin tells a story we all hear. [Chorus] Back from the dust, yeah, you rose from the scars, Old friend lookinâ fresh, like you slid down from the stars, No words, just moves, you own every street, Tattoos and shadows, you bring that heat. Back from the dust, yeah, you rose from the scars, Old friend lookinâ fresh, like you slid down from the stars, No words, just moves, you own every street, Tattoos and shadows, you bring that heat. [Verse] Remember those nights, we cruised without care, Now you rollinâ deeper, like lifeâs not playinâ fair, But youâre wise, youâre cool, like a storm held inside, Every scar is a medal, every hush is your pride. Playful with the past, but you boast in your peace, Youâre the quietest rebel, never begginâ for peace, Low tenor hum, breath smooth like a breeze, Old friend, new dawn, you bring the streets to their knees. [Pre-Chorus] You donât need to talk, your silence loud and clear, Every mark on your skin tells a story we all hear. [Chorus] Back from the dust, yeah, you rose from the scars, Old friend lookinâ fresh, like you slid down from the stars, No words, just moves, you own every street, Tattoos and shadows, you bring that heat. Back from the dust, yeah, you rose from the scars, Old friend lookinâ fresh, like you slid down from the stars, No words, just moves, you own every street, Tattoos and shadows, you bring that heat. [Bridge] Silent like a whisper, loud like a dream, Youâre the ink on the map, youâre the break in the scheme, Old friend, new script, legacy supreme, Playful and bold, youâre the king of the scene. [Chorus] Back from the dust, yeah, you rose from the scars, Old friend lookinâ fresh, like you slid down from the stars, No words, just moves, you own every street, Tattoos and shadows, you bring that heat. Back from the dust, yeah, you rose from the scars, Old friend lookinâ fresh, like you slid down from the stars, No words, just moves, you own every street, Tattoos and shadows, you bring that heat. [Outro] Silent storms, you ride, old friend, new tide, Tattoos and scars show the path you decide.