

Streets calling loud in the night
Running through blocks with the crew tight (yeah)
Banjo strings cutting through the dark
808s hitting like a spark Hold the line,
don't fall apart (whoa)
Money moves in the cold wind
Voices echo from the old friends (haha)
Banjo strings cutting through the dark
808s hitting like a spark Hold the line,
don't fall apart (whoa)
Lost in the rhythm,
finding my way
Banjo guiding through the gray (ooh)
Fading banjo into the night
808s slowing down the fight