Sidewalk Sober

[Verse 1]
I ain't know about sober
I just know this cold block
Pockets thin like my patience
Shoelace tied in a dead knot
Broke boy sit on the sidewalk
Same hoodie, same old spot
Phone crack, cracked screen glowin
Text say "you all we got"
[Chorus]
I got my friends and my fam on my shoulder (on my back, yeah)
World too heavy but I'm tryin to hold it (tryin to hold, uh)
I see that blue in the rearview get closer
Now everybody run from the cop car
Everybody run from the cop car
[Verse 2]
Late night, half-built future
Full clip in my doubts
Grandma prayin in that kitchen
Steam float over her shouts
Cousin say "one big play"
Scratch-offs in his coat
He don't even like gamblin
He just scared of bein broke
[Chorus]
I got my friends and my fam on my shoulder (on my back, yeah)
World too heavy but I'm tryin to hold it (tryin to hold, uh)
I see that blue in the rearview get closer
Now everybody run from the cop car
Everybody run from the cop car
[Bridge]
Tell me who gon' save the hero
When his cape just a stained white tee
I been carryin the whole east side
Ain't nobody carryin me (nah)
[Chorus]
I got my friends and my fam on my shoulder (on my back, yeah)
World too heavy but I'm tryin to hold it (tryin to hold, uh)
I see that blue in the rearview get closer
Now everybody run from the cop car
Everybody run from the cop car

rap, Moody boom-bap over warped soul sample and sub-heavy kick; male vocals in a close, almost conversational tone. Verses stay sparse with dusty hats and filtered keys, hook widens with stacked gang vocals, distant siren FX, and a thicker low-end. Final chorus adds octave doubles and a gritty tape-slap delay for a raw street-cypher feel., hip hop