Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Out the 5‑5‑9
Dust in my lungs, heat on my back
Mama said "baby, chase peace"
Homies said "slide with the pack"
Corner store runs, brown bag
Tattooed arms, eyes on my fade
Sunday suit in the same closet
As the hoodie I wore when we sprayed
Bible on the dash, gun in the glove
Torn pages, fingerprints stained
I talk to God at the red lights
Then run them when I'm in pain
[Chorus]
The streets keep calling me back
Fresno on my name like a tag on my hat
Tryna find Jesus, tryna find peace
But the block say "pull up," it draggin' me back
Yeah, the streets keep calling me back
Heart in the pew but my feet know the trap
I’m stuck in between what I was, what I lack
And the streets keep calling me back
[Verse 2]
Seen chalk lines by the playground
Lil’ homie never made it to class
I still smell bleach on that sidewalk
Every time I roll past
Pastor say "brother, you chosen"
OG say "fool, you next"
I’m livin’ inside of a tug‑of‑war
Rosary fightin’ a set
[low vocal register]
Hennessy sittin’ by holy water
I sip one, then I stare at the other
I tell the Lord "I’m done with the drama"
Then ride out ’cause I’m broke and I’m gutter
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[whispered vocals]
I hear sirens in my sleep
Hear church choirs when I weep
Hands up, but who gon’ reach?
[build]
If I turn my back on the block
Will they turn they back on me?
If I stay, I’m losin’ my soul
If I leave, who I’m s’posed to be?
[Chorus]
Style
rapmoody west coast trap with gritty analog keyssub-heavy 808sand tightknocking drums. verses ride a laid-back but menacing pocket; ad-libs tucked behind the lead. hook opens with layered male vocals and a simplehaunting top-line synth. occasional chopped vocal samples punctuate bar endings; mix keeps the low end thick but leaves space for an intimateconfessional vocal front and center.beatship hop
Prompt
From Fresno California, thuggish in the streets, seeking Jesus for some piece but the streets keep calling me back, rap, hip hop, trap, beats
Credits
Prompt byLogicEpic702
GeneratedJan 8, 2026
ModelAria v5
