NY Freestyle

(Verse 1) Step out the crib, it’s a war zone, heavy metal Eyes on the block, you can feel the devil’s kettle I move tactical, calculating every step Ain’t no love in the jungle, just power and respect Mask on tight, hoodie up when the wind blows Echoes of sirens, it’s just the city’s hymn though Opps lurking, I can see 'em through the tint though Got my team in the cut, moving like the kinfolk (Verse 2) We don’t flinch when it’s time for the smoke to rise Loyalty’s a bond, stronger than the coldest ties Blood on the pavement, stains that’ll never dry Lost too many brothers, can't let another slide The clock ticking, I’m moving with precision Every move I make, man, I see it like a vision Pressure builds diamonds, yeah, that’s the mission But they fold under heat, that’s the opp’s decision (Verse 3) Whip blacked out, lurking low through the avenue Mind heavy, but my heart got an attitude Can’t trust a soul, everybody’s playing chess Claim they real, but they breaking under stress Seen snakes in the grass, now I step cautious Money on my head, got 'em feeling nauseous Too focused, my grind’s obnoxious Life on the edge, but I’m still moving flawless (Verse 4) If I call a play, my guys gon’ blitz Ain’t no half-stepping, we gon’ empty the clips Loyalty over all, we don’t die for the mix They talking on the net, but they hiding in cribs Spin back twice, just to make it confirmed Hustling through the pain, man, I made it through turns It’s a cold game, but the lessons are earned Play with fire in the trenches, man, you’re bound to get burned (Verse 5) No retreat, no surrender, we don’t backpedal Keep my foot on they necks, it’s all gas pedals Rooftop views, counting bread on the threshold Made it from the mud, but my heart stayed rebel Every line that I spit is a warning Made my way through the rain and the storming You could see the hunger in my eyes every morning Grinding for the fam 'cause the hood is transforming (Outro) Hear the drill beat knock, that’s the war drum In the city of wolves, you can’t play dumb Survive or you die, that's the rule where I’m from New York grit, we don’t fold for none.