07 – LF – Side Street Airwaves

Intro Late traffic fade. Windows cracked. Verse 1 Side street airwaves through cheap speakers Old heads nod like quiet teachers Seen hype boys turn into tweakers Trying to move faster than procedure I don’t glam that frantic rush Seen folks crumble over that dust Swear they fine till they combust All for ego and a quick little buzz I stay grounded, low profile No viral spiral style Just miles Of file after file Hook Cruise control in my lane Soft drums under brain We don’t strain For fake acclaim Verse 2 Shorty lean back, hoodie tied Fog on glass from inside We ain’t got nothing to hide Just letting the moment slide I seen ambition shake hands With temptation’s plans Then crash in quicksand Over a gram I ain’t judging your road Just know the code Some debts overload Before they’re owed Bridge Bass low, mellow tone Phone glow Monotone We zone Verse 3 I build calm not loud Head down in the crowd Not proud Just vowed Slow growth, steady breath No dancing with death No meth Just depth Outro Side street dim Still him