Yo, you on my block, better keep it pushin', Got that heat in my pocket, ain't no need for cushion.

Yo, you on my block, better keep it pushin', Got that heat in my pocket, ain't no need for cushion. Rollin' with my crew, we got the game on lock, Respect the hustle, or you gonna get dropped. Eyes on the prize, ain't no time for the fakes, Street code solid, no room for mistakes. From the corner to the top, we grindin' non-stop, Ice Cube vibes, watch the world flip and flop. (Verse 2) Late nights, city lights, yeah we own the scene, Got that raw ambition, livin' out the dream. Enemies lurkin, but they know the deal, Step into my zone, and you know how it feels. Concrete jungle, where the real ones thrive, Survival of the fittest, only strong will survive. So if you come around, better come correct, Or feel the wrath of the block, show you some respect.