Street Lights on My Wrist

[Chorus]
Street lights on my wrist, yeah, it all glow (skrrt)
Cold heart, cold chain when I ride slow (brrt)
Same city, new bag, but my eyes low (yeah)
Street lights on my wrist, let the sky know (woah)
Street lights on my wrist, yeah, it all glow (all glow)
Cut through, black tint, movin' psycho (psycho)
Whole block lookin' up when my life show (life show)
Street lights on my wrist, let the sky know (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Big body slide past where I came from (came from)
Still sharp, never switch when the rain come
Chrome plate on the dash, that’s a day one
Whole fam in the seats when I say somethin'
New scent on my tee, cost a mortgage (sheesh)
New stamp in my book, different borders
Turn pain into plays, that’s the order
Used to pray for a plate, now it’s orders
Talk slick, but they copyin' the blueprint (facts)
Name ring every side of the blueprint
Whole lane that I built from a two-seater
Now the roof peel back, feel the cool heater (brrt)
[Chorus]
Street lights on my wrist, yeah, it all glow (all glow)
Cold heart, cold chain when I ride slow (ride slow)
Same city, new bag, but my eyes low (eyes low)
Street lights on my wrist, let the sky know (sky know)
Street lights on my wrist, yeah, it all glow (yeah)
Cut through, black tint, movin' psycho (psycho)
Whole block lookin' up when my life show (life show)
Street lights on my wrist, let the sky know (let 'em know)
[Verse 2]
Back end hit my phone, that’s a wake-up (ring)
Shorty tryna line me, get your cake up
Big step in the store, no pay cut
Tag tucked, but the clerk know the pay grade (yeah)
I was down on the floor by the staircase
Now I’m up, got a view of the airspace
Big rings on my hand when I handshake
If I eat, whole team at the same plate
Same kid, new tax on the outfit (drip)
Turn loss into lofts with a loud lift
Still ridin' through the side where it all hurt
Diamonds dancin' on the past, that’s a small perk (bling)
[Chorus]
Street lights on my wrist, yeah, it all glow (glow)
Cold heart, cold chain when I ride slow (ride slow)
Same city, new bag, but my eyes low (eyes low)
Street lights on my wrist, let the sky know (sky know)
Street lights on my wrist, yeah, it all glow (yeah)
Cut through, black tint, movin' psycho (psycho)
Whole block lookin' up when my life show (life show)
Street lights on my wrist, let the sky know (woah)

rap, Glossy Atlanta trap with glacial 808s and tight hi-hat rolls, male vocals. Verse rides a clipped, confident flow over sparse piano stabs and sub-heavy low end. Hook widens with layered ad-libs, pitched-down doubles, and a crisp clap. Ad-libs echo in reverb, bass hits feel surgical, overall mix cold and polished for club and car-play impact.