step in my hood (track 15

(Chorus) Step in my hood — get out, don’t test the vibe, Streets got a pulse, and I’m the one keepin’ it live. Talk tough on the fence? nah, you don’t belong here, Step in my hood — get out, clear the block, disappear. (Verse 1) Welcome? nah, that door’s closed, sign says “no trust,” Corners whisper names, and your footsteps turn to dust. Eyes on the skyline, but your aim ain’t aligned, You walkin’ on thin ice on a cold, crooked line. My block breathes heavy — it remembers the names, You a cameo spark tryna play in our flames. Respect the radius, this code got teeth, Cross it and your story don’t get past the street. (Pre-Hook) We don’t do photo ops, we don’t do fake smiles, Neighbors nod slow, they been watchin’ for miles. If your purpose ain’t true, if you came for the clout, This turf got a scent — and it snuffs liars out. (Chorus) Step in my hood — get out, don’t test the vibe, Streets got a pulse, and I’m the one keepin’ it live. Talk tough on the fence? nah, you don’t belong here, Step in my hood — get out, clear the block, disappear. (Verse 2) Blocklights flicker, memories tattoo the curb, Every stoop got a lesson, every stoop got a word. You parachute in, think you quick? Nah, you late, We built from the dirt — you just swing through the gate. No handshakes for vultures, no smiles for the fake, We elevate slow while you chase the overnight take. This pavement’s not yours — feel the temper it keeps, We guard kin and kin’s kin, while you playin’ for keeps. (Bridge) We speak soft but the message cut like glass, Don’t confuse quiet for weakness — this peace built to last. If you come with respect, you’ll stand and be seen, If you come for war, we erase where you been. (Chorus — Variation) Step in my hood — get out, leave your plastic pride, We move like a family, not a headline slide. If you ain’t of the soil, if you don’t know the year, Step in my hood — get out, and don’t reappear. (Outro / Ad-libs) Yeah — keep your distance, keep your stories clean, This ain’t a playground, it’s a pulse and a scene. One rule round here — walk right or walk gone, Step in my hood — get out, move on