

Prompt / Lyrics
intro (soft piano, distant siren) Yeah — huh, yeah Street signed Ayy, yeah chorus (melodic, haunting) I’m signed to the streets, my name inked in the pavement (yeah) Can’t sign no contract, that’s loyalty and payment Diamonds on my neck but I’m feelin’ the basement Signed to the streets, heart froze in the basement (huh) Signed to the streets, they know me by my Crip name Took the pain, made it richer — turned it into pavement (turned it into pavement) Signed to the streets, can’t trade it for arrangements Stuck with the code, yeah, I’m livin’ with engravements verse 1 Came up from corners where the lights flicker low Mama used to pray on the stoop where The 4,5,6 roll Pinned a picture to the wall of the ones we couldn’t save Every dollar that I stack got a name on the grave Everybody want the drip, they don’t want the cold nights They don’t want the funerals, the cold bags, the low lights Promised to the block, that promise ain’t erased A thousand nights of hustle, a thousand prayers I made pre-chorus Flashin’ on the 'gram, but I still see the past Friends I lost in the crossfire, shadows in the glass chorus I’m signed to the streets, my name inked in the pavement (aye) Can’t sign no contract, that’s loyalty and payment Diamonds on my neck but I’m feelin’ the basement Signed to the streets, heart froze in the basement Signed to the streets, they know me by my Crip name Took the pain, made it richer — turned it into pavement Signed to the streets, can’t trade it for arrangements Stuck with the code, yeah, I’m livin’ with engravements verse 2 Pull up, window down, city talkin’ real slow Radio play my voice, but I still hear the stoop flow Young ones lookin’ up, I gotta show a better way But the block still call my name when the night sway Used to sleep with a chip on my shoulder and a rifle on the floor On Crip Now it’s briefcases and fur coats, but my soul at war Told the opps “keep talkin’” — sympathy don’t exist Only loyalty and silence, and a gun on the hip bridge (quiet, confessional) I pray for the ones gone, I pray for the ones stayin’ Can’t let the fame blur the lines of where I’m pavin’ Got a frown on the money, a scar on my heart No matter how high I fly, the ground pullin’ hard breakdown (sparse, percussion) Signed, signed, signed — yeah, signed to the streets Promises and scars, every name on repeat Signed, signed, signed — yeah, signed to the streets Took the loss, made a lesson, now the whole block eat chorus (bigger, voices layered) I’m signed to the streets, my name inked in the pavement (name inked) Can’t sign no contract, that’s loyalty and payment (loyalty) Diamonds on my neck but I’m feelin’ the basement (feel it) Signed to the streets, heart froze in the basement (heart froze) Signed to the streets, they know me by my Crip name (by my Crip name) Took the pain, made it richer — turned it into pavement Porque music See you when I see you Otro
Tags
melodic, street-honest, emotionally raw, male
2:45
No
3/29/2026