Lyrics

[INTRO]
Yeah, we livin’ in the city where the streets don’t play,
Trust is hard to find, gotta watch what you say,
Prosper got popped, Jamal on the line,
Loyalty's a code, we ain't crossing that line.

[VERSE 1]
Prosper thought he could flex, thought he could shine,
Stepped outta pocket, now he’s payin’ the fine,
Street whispers echo, “It’s a matter of time,”
Got caught in the act, now he’s stuck in a bind.
No loyalty in the game, some say he was blind,
But respect in these streets, son, you can’t rewind.
Jamal in the shadows, with his tales so slim,
Livin' for the thrill, now it’s lookin’ real grim.

[CHORUS]
Prosper got popped, can’t step outta line,
Snitches catch heat when they cross that fine line,
Fake friends lurking, but the truth will define,
In a world so cold, gotta hold what is mine.

[VERSE 2]
Jamal spoke up, like a rat in the basement,
Thought it was a game, now he’s facing displacement,
We ain’t got room for the fake and the phony,
Honor among thieves, now he’s feeling so lonely.
Grew up in the struggle where the rules are iron-clad,
But loyalty's a virtue, not a fashion fad,
Now he’s walking on eggshells, can't escape the past,
Trust is a bullet, and it's coming in fast.

[CHORUS]
Prosper got popped, can’t step outta line,
Snitches catch heat when they cross that fine line,
Fake friends lurking, but the truth will define,
In a world so cold, gotta hold what is mine.

[BRIDGE]
In the end, it’s a lesson we learn,
The streets got eyes, and they watch how you turn,
Better choose your crew wisely, or you’ll feel that burn,
Loyalty’s the currency, it’s all we discern.

[CHORUS]
Prosper got popped, can’t step outta line,
Snitches catch heat when they cross that fine line,
Fake friends lurking, but the truth will define,
In a world so cold, gotta hold what is