Street Gospel lyrics

[Intro]
Blrrrd
Step in the light or stay in the dark
Ayy

[Verse 1]
They ain't talkin’ real, they just talkin' loud (Shh)
We was masked up deep, every night posted by granny house (Yeah)
Drop location, spin the block, ain’t nothin' else to talk about (Come on)
Told lil' bro be patient, now he out, we finna chalk ‘em out (Boom)
Ayy, they ain't really slidin', who they lookin' for? (Huh?)
Hundred round drum, by myself, I don't need no more (Come with it)
Bro ran up a hundred, turned a bucket to a Lambo' truck (Skrrt)
Let a opp play tough, he on the news, his picture blowin’ up (Ha)
You ain't put in no work, how you claim you did something for me? (Nah)
Drac' got fifty rounds, but I'll drop 'em all in sixty-three (For sure)
I'm in evеry city, throwin’ gang signs, rockin' Cuban links (Ice)
You can't scream my name unlеss you stood up in that field with me (No)

[Interlude]
Yeah, you ain't never took no risk with me
You can't scream my name unless you stood up in that field with me
You can't… talk that talk for free

[Verse 2]
Big Backwoods, exotic gas, we don’t match with strangers (Nah)
My lil’ youngin’ still be swipin’, ridin’ ‘round in stolen Rangers (Skrrt)
Look outside the trap spot, every whip here switchin’ plates (Gone)
Every diamond VVS, light up like the city late (Shine)
A smart man know that funerals be packed when beef ain't fake (For real)
We bring out the choppers, extra drums, ain't got no time to play (Duh)
Play, you get erased, my lil’ stepper take your breath away (Boom)
We don’t care who watchin', broad daylight, we let them semis spray (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
They don’t want us throwin’ shows, must be tryna dodge a hearse (Blrrrd)
Think this is a game? Try your luck, end up on a shirt
She want Prada, Louis first, I told her, “Earn your worth” (Earn it)
Automatic switch and a lil' AR, slide and put in work (Slide and put in work)
I can see the fear, shook my hand but couldn't look me in my eyes (Not my eyes)
If I let ‘em slide, my old homie gon' roll up in the sky (Up in the sky)
If I get that green light, ain't no stallin', they gon' let it fly (Let it fly)
How the industry gon’ pay a gangster just to testify? (Man, that’s wild)
[Outro]
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Yeah
Street Gospel, let ‘em preach