Intro)
Ayy.
Whole lotta smoke.
Whole lotta pressure.
Run it.
(Verse)
Backstreet posted where the blue lights creep,
Head on a swivel, ain’t nobody getting sleep.
Talk get loud till the crew pull in,
Funny how the tough act fold that quick.
Money on my mind, got the week all mapped,
Same old hoodie but the pockets got fat.
Never needed luck, put the work on repeat,
Now they wanna show love when the view look sweet.
Quit all the barking, better stand on facts,
Whole team hungry, we ain’t splitting scraps.
If it’s up, then it’s up, I ain’t chasing no fame,
Built my own lane, put respect on the name.
Bass hit hard, make the rearview shake,
Windows all down while the blacktop quake.
Everybody watching but they too late now,
By the time they catch up, I’m another mile out.
(Hook)
Hands in the air when the trunk still knock,
Whole block moving when the bass don’t stop.
Talk cheap, prove it when the pressure come through,
I stay ten toes, let the record tell the truth. (Bridge)
Whole city know when the tires start screeching,
Same old doubters, now they all reaching.
Stayed ten toes when the lights went dim,
Now the whole room bounce when they hear that intro spin.
Cash don’t change me, pressure done shaped me,
Built from the nights everybody escaped me.
Never needed crowns, never needed praise,
Still came out clean through the smoke and haze.
(Verse 3)
Ain’t no handouts, had to make that route,
Started with a whisper, now the crowd scream loud.
Every move calculated, every loss got flipped,
Turned bad luck into another bankroll hit.
Talk slick online, face never match,
Real recognize real, all the rest just act.
Chain catch light when the cameras flash,
Still got mud on the sole from the road I passed.
Engine keep roaring like it know my name,
Whole squad locked in, everybody came.
If it ain’t about growth, I don’t waste my time,
Built another play while they chased another line.
(Final Hook)
Bass still shaking while the streetlights blink,
Everybody moving before they even think.
Hands up high when the beat go dumb,
From the first kick drum till the sunrise come.
Whole lotta drive, never folded, never froze,
Still kept pushing when they all hit pause.
If you came from the bottom then you know that sound,
That’s the whole damn block when the trunk beat pound.
