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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I learned the lane from the curb
Not from a book
Watch how they smile in your face
Then they look
Know who gon' borrow your shine
Who gon' cook
Who got a story too clean
That don't stick
Seen a lotta loudmouth kings
Fold quick
Seen a whole crew move weird
Then switch
Money talk small in the room
Still rich
Fakes love clout till the bill come
Then dip
I keep one eye on the move
One on the room
Never too high off the praise
Or the fumes
If it come sweet, I move slow
Read the tune
Street knowledge first
Then I bloom
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I can tell
By the shoes
Yeah, I can tell
By the mood
One false step
And they lose
One clean read
And I choose
[Chorus]
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
I see through it
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
I move smart
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
Keep it cold here
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
Stay sharp
[Verse 2]
Never say too much on the phone
Keep it brief
Every closed door got a crack
Every chief
Talk is a net if you chat
Then they peep
Loose lips love to make a home
In your sleep
I seen a whole lotta pride
Turn thin
Seen a lotta real ones fall
From within
If it feel like a win too fast
That’s a spin
If the math don't match
Don't grin
I don't chase every little flame
I let it pass
I don't trust every new face
On the glass
Big lessons live in the pause
In the glass
Learn the code, read the room
Then last
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I can tell
By the shoes
Yeah, I can tell
By the mood
One false step
And they lose
One clean read
And I choose
[Chorus]
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
I see through it
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
I move smart
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
Keep it cold here
Street knowledge
Street knowledge
Stay sharp
[Verse 3]
Now I step like I seen the plot
From the start
Every friend ain't a friend
That's the hard part
Every yes ain't a yes
Hold your heart
Every lesson got a scar
Told apart
So I move with the code in my chest
In my mind
Keep the loud for the win
Not the blind
If you want what I got
Learn the signs
Street knowledge
That's how I climb
Details
GeneratedJun 18, 2026
Duration2:34
LanguageEnglish
Style
Drill rap with sliding 808s, rattling hats, and sparse piano stabs; verse rides cold and clipped with tight internal rhymes, pre-hook narrows to one repeated threat, and chorus lands on a short chant with doubled ad-libs. The vocal stays close-mic and dry in verses, then stacks harsh doubles on the hook. Ear candy comes from siren-like risers, reversed piano tails into the drop, and quick stop-start edits. Mix is dark, punchy, and front-loaded., drill, rap
Credits
Prompt byMagicRebel731
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Drill rap, street knowledge
