Street Gospel 808

[Intro] [Hook] Windows down, 808 shake the block, Oud strings cry while the hustle don’t stop. From the gutter to the club, perseverance is flame, Every scar that I carry still fueling the game. [Verse 1] Raised where the cops flash lights, no peace, Street sermons written in the belly of the beast. Car tuned low, bass knock in the ride, Every loss made me stronger, pain can’t hide. Gangsters in the back with the smoke and the schemes, Dreams in the trunk with the cracks in the seams. Oud strings cry like the voice of the past, But the future in my hands, pedal heavy on gas. [Hook] Windows down, 808 shake the block, Oud strings cry while the hustle don’t stop. From the gutter to the club, perseverance is flame, Every scar that I carry still fueling the game. [Verse 2] Money in the veins but the soul stay broke, Preach in the cipher every word I spoke. Club lights flash but my eyes see pain, Brothers locked down, others lost to the game. I move like a prophet in the land of the lost, Paid in b***d, still counting the cost. Survival on the b**t with the ethnic cry, A hymn for the streets that refuse to die. [Bridge] Heavy is the crown but the streets still bless, Every scar on my skin is a scripture, a test. [Hook] Windows down, 808 shake the block, Oud strings cry while the hustle don’t stop. Underground kings, perseverance is key, Street gospel forever, hip-hop set me free. [Outro]