[vocal improvisation recommended]
[Intro – vinyl crackle]
Yeah, we outside fr.
Ain’t safe nowhere.
Block breathing heavy.
Hear that static.
(Reversed hit)
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[Verse 1]
Porch lights shot out.
Sirens scream nightly.
Fiends nod off.
Needles on pavement.
Mama tired crying.
Landlord keep knocking.
Fridge damn near empty.
Pride still heavy.
OG scarred face.
Told me stay dangerous.
“Talk less always.”
“Move like hunted.”
Homie caught two.
Snitched for freedom.
Paperwork floating.
Name got whispered.
Blood on sneakers.
Rain couldn’t hide it.
Corner still active.
Trap still jumping.
Hunger turn savage.
Stomach touching spine.
Quick flips tempting.
Risk feel normal.
(Sub drop hard)
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[Hook – widened, darker pads]
Street life ruthless pressure.
Cold nights pack steel.
One slip, it’s curtains.
Keep heat tucked.
Chase bread desperate.
Trust gone missing.
Love feel fake.
Still we grind.
(Ad-lib: Still grinding.)
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[Verse 2]
Shorty sixteen strapped.
No permit ever.
Eyes too old.
Childhood stolen.
Cops ride slow.
Spotlight sweeping.
Hands on waistband.
Heart still steady.
Day-one switched quick.
Took stand folding.
Whole hood heated.
Snakes get dealt.
Cell block letters.
Ink run blurry.
Mom dukes praying.
Judge not caring.
Funeral programs printed.
Faces too familiar.
Dirt hit coffin.
Pain feel normal.
Sleep come light.
Dreams come violent.
Gunshots echoing.
Dogs start barking.
(Sub hit heavy)
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[Hook – louder, choir tucked]
Street life ruthless pressure.
Cold nights pack steel.
One slip, it’s curtains.
Keep heat tucked.
Chase bread desperate.
Trust gone missing.
Love feel fake.
Still we grind.
(Ad-libs: No sleep. No peace.)
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[Bridge – drums drop]
If I die early,
Pour liquor curbside.
If I make millions,
Feed my section.
Scars on spirit.
Tears stay hidden.
God see everything.
Streets see weakness.
(Reversed swell)
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[Final Chorus – biggest, ad-libs]
Street life ruthless pressure.
Cold nights pack steel.
One slip, it’s curtains.
Keep heat tucked.
Chase bread desperate.
Trust gone missing.
Love feel fake.
Still we grind.
(Ad-libs layered: Still breathing. Still posted. Block forever. No surrender.)
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[Outro – vinyl crackle fades]
Concrete raised us.
Trauma shaped us.
We still standing.
(Fade out slow)
