[Verse 1] Sweat on the floor My breath is heavy Muscles burning The time feels endless My body said “enough… just stop” But my mind screamed out Push more Don’t drop (yeah)
[Pre-Chorus] Every rep is a war Every second a fight Every shake in my hands says I’m almost right If I quit in this pain I stay stuck in that spot If I climb through the fire I become what I’m not
[Chorus] Push more Don’t drop When it hurts at the top (hey) That’s the moment you choose who you are Who you’re not Push more Don’t drop Feel the doubt start to pop I was built for the burn I was made for this shot Push more Don’t drop
[Verse 2] Clock on the wall feels slow and ruthless Heart in my throat Every breath is truthless People come and they go But I stay in this ring ‘Cause the weight only bows when it knows that I’m king
[Pre-Chorus] Every rep is a war Every second a fight Every crack in my voice says I’m still alive If I lie to myself All this sweat means none If I stand in the strain Then the battle is won
[Chorus] Push more Don’t drop When it hurts at the top (oh yeah) That’s the moment you choose who you are Who you’re not Push more Don’t drop Feel the doubt start to pop I was built for the burn I was made for this shot Push more Don’t drop
A zene stílusa
High-energy pop-trap with aggressive drums, distorted bass stabs, and sharp synth leads. Verses stay tight and tense; pre-chorus pulls the groove back with filtered pads; chorus explodes with stacked gang vocals and crisp claps. Male vocals, a gritty, close-mic delivery with occasional shouted ad-libs for gym-anthem intensity.