Yeah If you listen you can hear the streets
So many vibes and the energy at night
Always perplexing you know what I'm saying
Gotta learn how to see around them corners
Before you bend them you know
Cause the pavement don't got no mercy for you
And them tears ain't gonna do nothing
But water the grass, man
So you better understand
There's always been survival of the fittest yeah
Had to weather the storm with bullets, rain
Dark nights feel like dogfights
Gripping reality
Fatalities under park lights
Cold situation
Street frostbite over hard white
Life's a gamble
Hope your car's nice
Living this hard life a survivor
Picture a chainsaw
Slice across your heart twice
So I'm never concerned
About what one of these blogs write
Had a gun parked in my face
Still gave the a death stare
A game of thrones where it's no rules
It's no refs there
And when the streetlights come on
It's like the kickoffI see the game
I'm watching the dealers
Just like a pit boss
They running plays on them corners
Until they get picked off
I'm low-key
These brothers stay slipping over that slick talk
Dust of dawn
Bishops and young pawns
With they guns drawn
A king who got checked with a tech
Bleeding on the front lawn
A life of choices we all make them
Good and bad
It's a game of chess to the death
You probably couldn't last
The night is young
Life is in front of us
Cold is the gun
Survival is a must
The night is young
Life is in front of us
Cold is the gun
Survival is a must
They kill over corners
They be claiming them
You'll swear they own the copyrights
And each night's equivalent
To an Apollo Creed Rocky fight
Even kill even when odds against me
And the plot's a life
I'm cool but aggressive
Like Medieval pull up and drop the bike
Tuck your chain
Remember young boys only want the fame
Corrupted brains
Hiding in pain
Doing bumps of cane
Performing for the praise
Value that over getting paid
So it's never shocking when the lead singer
Give up the drummer's name
No encore
Curtains closed too late
See long nights doing dirt
Magically turn to gold
When it's tough guys
Who swore to cold turn and fold
That navigation on your phone
Won't ever help you learn these roads
The night is young where old bitter souls
Take no prisoners
If you riding with no weapon
You ain't firing on all cylinders
A product of block fights
Never buckle under pressure
Survival of the fittest
Eventually the streets is gonna test you
The night is young
Life is in front of us
Cold is the gun
Survival is a must
The night is young
Life is in front of us
Cold is the gun
Survival is a must
Yeah
You know you gotta keep your head on a swivel
And move with a certain caution
Because you know the streets is watchin'
And the night is young
You know meaning
The young boys
You know the wise what they call 'em and shit
They don't play by the same code we play by, man
So you know
Stay dangerous
