Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Slide out the door in my weekday hoodie Paycheck tiny but the steps look goodie Landlord texting, I mute that stress Got one clean fit, I make it do the rest Bus card busted, I just walk in rhythm Sidewalk stage and the groove my religion Old head noddin' from the corner store chair Says "kid, keep movin' like you already there" [Chorus] Midnight in my sneakers Broke but I feel richer Whole block my arena Soul on the loudest speaker Midnight in my sneakers Sidewalk saint, street dreamer If the world don't believe us Watch the pavement turn to heaters (hey!) [Verse 2] Bills in a pile, I just moonwalk past 'em Stress in my chest but the laugh come faster Friends in the chat say the rent came heavy I say meet outside, let the feet stay ready Turn that curb to a front-row section We talk big plans, small imperfections No red carpet, just cracks in the ground Still we strut like we already crowned (yeah) [Chorus] Midnight in my sneakers Broke but I feel richer Whole block my arena Soul on the loudest speaker Midnight in my sneakers Sidewalk saint, street dreamer If the world don't believe us Watch the pavement turn to heaters (whoa) [Bridge] Step left, step right, little shoulder lean Fake it 'til the feeling hit the bloodstream Got fear, got doubt, got late-fee letters But the groove say, "move," and the night gets better (better) [Chorus] Midnight in my sneakers Broke but I feel richer Whole block my arena Soul on the loudest speaker Midnight in my sneakers Sidewalk saint, street dreamer If the world don't believe us Watch the pavement turn to heaters (hey!)
Tags
rap, Greasy funk-rap groove at 96 BPM, live bass popping on the downbeat, tight rhythm guitar scratches, fat clap/snare, and bell-like keys on the off-beats. Male vocals half-rapped, half-sung, playful but confident. Chorus opens with stacked gang shouts and call-and-response, bridge strips to bass, drums, and handclaps before a final, explosive hook., funk
Duration
2:44
Instrumental
No
Created
2/14/2026