survival of the switches

[Intro – Adlibs] (Ah-huh) Yeah… (Yessir) Blicky… (Boom) Uh… wait… (Grrah) Yup… (Ayo) [Verse 1 – Alex] Look… I was in the back blocks, hoodie low, chrome piece tucked (Grrah, boom) Playin’ that cut, they ain’t even know I was creepin’ up (Uh) Big stepper, whole block know that I’m deep in stuff (Facts) Alex in the field, even church folk keep me up (Huh) From the canteen trades to the strip with the yayo (Yayo) Seen more flips than a gymnast in the Bay, bro (Flip it) Loyal to the code, never told, never lay low (Nah) Even when the law want me boxed like Play-Doh (Woo) We was on the Southside, lights dim, plans raw (Yeah) Runnin’ through the alleys like a wolf with his fangs out (Grr) Any lil’ slip? Boy, I promise we gon’ bang out (Boom) Twenty on my wrist, same ice from the safe house (Ice) [Bridge – Adlibs] (Wait) Grrah-grrah, boom Yeah, yeah, uh We outside… [Verse 2 – Alex] City got the hunger, I’m the chef with the big plate (Big plate) Boys talk tough till they meet me at the gate (Facts) Came up hustlin’, hands raw from the shift weight (Shift it) Now it’s penthouse views, steak knives with the rib plate (Woo) Any block, any hood, they gon’ vouch for the name (Name) Seen the opps switch sides for a lil’ bit of fame (Lame) Never been a fraud, I been real from the grain (Grain) From the county to the bricks, my respect don’t change (Nah) Still keep a blicky by the bed, can’t sleep wrong (Nah) Still know the route when the streetlights beep on (Woo) Still hear the whispers when my name get breathed on (Shhh) Alex outside, boy, the war don’t ease on (Grrah)