stret talk 2

Yeah this that street talk, city-block heat talk, Nighttime neon, heartbeat sidewalk, Came from the dust but I rose like a rebirth, Voice of the gutter but I’m speakin’ to the whole earth. (Verse 1) Concrete sermons, I preach with a purpose, Life on the line but the grind make it worth it, Whispers in the alleys, they be callin’ my name, But I stay movin’ silent while I carve out my lane. Hustle in my veins, yeah the struggle made me sharper, Rain on my jacket, but my soul growin’ darker, Still I keep a light tucked deep in my chest, For the ones who never folded when the world brought stress.