

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You smell like late nights Cash in your pockets Stories you never tell But I hear the sirens in your silence You say you "got it handled" Eyes on the rearview still Baby, you too smart To gamble your heart for a cheap little thrill [Pre-Chorus] You say you want more than the corner You say you want keys to a home But every time that your phone buzzes You leave me eating dinner alone [Chorus] Do you want me or the streets, babe You can't keep kissing both our cheeks, babe Are you gon' build a life or chase a quick check Are you gon' level up or just live with that risk on your neck Tell me, am I your peace or your pasttime Am I your future or your flatline I need a man that stands on his feet So are you choosing me Or the streets [Rap Verse] Say you tired of the game, but you still take calls Still tuck that stash in the same old wall You say one last run, then you really gon’ switch But I heard that one from every dude in the mix You got a little boy lookin’ up to your name You got a mama on her knees every night ‘bout change Got me prayin’ in the kitchen with my hands on the sink Like, “God, if he don’t change, please don’t let him blink” You a king in the making, not a pawn on the block But a crown don’t shine in a cage with a lock I ain’t tryna preach, I just see what you hide Either ride for a bag or you ride for your bride (yeah) [Chorus] Do you want me or the streets, babe You can't keep kissing both our cheeks, babe Are you gon' build a life or chase a quick check Are you gon' level up or just live with that risk on your neck Tell me, am I your peace or your pasttime Am I your future or your flatline I need a man that stands on his feet So are you choosing me Or the streets [Bridge] I’m not here to beg you I’m just here to be clear If you keep your hands in that fire You can’t hold me near (nah) Clock’s tickin’, heart’s slippin’ Baby, make up your mind ‘Cause I’m done crying ‘bout a man Who won’t claim his own life [Chorus] Do you want me or the streets, babe You can't keep kissing both our cheeks, babe Are you gon' build a life or chase a quick check Are you gon' stand tall or keep betting your neck on a bet Tell me, am I your peace or your pasttime Am I your future or your flatline I need a man that stands on his feet So are you choosing me Or the streets (yeah)
Tags
rap, Moody late-2000s R&B with female vocals; warm Rhodes keys, silky bass, and laid-back rimshot groove. Verse stays intimate and sparse, light guitar fills; pre-chorus adds airy pads and stacked harmonies; chorus hits wider with doubled lead and call-and-response ad-libs. Rap verse drops over a slightly darker chord change, kick and bass push harder, then final chorus pulls back to emotional clarity, subtle vocal runs on the outro., r&b
3:56
No
4/5/2026