Mission Talk

[Intro]
We was broke, now we plot (yeah)
Turn a 10 to a lot (lot)
Whole gang on the clock (on the clock)
Still scream for the block (ayy)
[Chorus]
This that mission talk, brick by brick
OG walk, I don't trip, I step
From the dirt, whole fit still fresh
Came from stress, tryna live, not flex
This that slum anthem, scars and gold
Heart too cold but the code still hold
For my block hitters posted at the store
For my day ones sittin' up the road (free bro)
[Verse 1]
I was baggin' in the dark, mama think I'm at my job
Phone blowin' up, same number for the plug and the opps
Couch full of crumbs, ash burn in the rug
Only thing clean is the pistol and the love
Corner store credit, write my name on the tab
Now it's cash on the counter, rubber bands in the cab
Had to pray before I ate, ramen steam in the pot
Now it's steak on the plate, still save for a bond
[Chorus]
This that mission talk, brick by brick
OG walk, I don't trip, I step
From the dirt, whole fit still fresh
Came from stress, tryna live, not flex
This that slum anthem, scars and gold
Heart too cold but the code still hold
For my block hitters posted at the store
For my day ones sittin' up the road (on God)
[Verse 2]
Seen uncles in the cage, seen cousins in the grave
Whole hood wear pain like a chain on they face
Old heads on the porch say "son, move smart"
'Cause the ones play tough be the first fall apart
Had to learn how to stash when they spin down slow
How to smile in the flick when your mind on go
Had to flip that fear to a five-figure play
But I still double back make sure my people straight (yeah)
[Chorus]
This that mission talk, brick by brick
OG walk, I don't trip, I step
From the dirt, whole fit still fresh
Came from stress, tryna live, not flex
This that slum anthem, scars and gold
Heart too cold but the code still hold
For my block hitters posted at the store
For my day ones sittin' up the road (free gang)

rap, Hard, cinematic trap beat with heavy 808 glide, skittering hi-hats, and a menacing lead line; verses stay tight and aggressive with dry male vocals; hook explodes with layered gang-style chants and ad-libs, bass pushing the subs and occasional siren FX to underline the street urgency, hip hop