Lyrics: © 2026 by Max2Buy [Intro] (Yeah... uh-huh...) Summer in the city, ninety-five degrees and rising Summer in the city, ninety-five degrees and rising (Look...look) Every step is like a tightrope over the flame No time for playing, just staying ahead of the game Yeah... watch your back when the sun goes down, check it [Verse 1] Six a.m., block is hot, sweating through the tank top Niggaz on the corner, eyes open for the undercover cop Dudley Square sizzling, sirens in the distance hummin' Stash box ready, you can hear the money counters comin' Cousin got a scar like the Zakim Bridge curve Street-smart graduate, standard that he served Blacktop don't stay clean when the summer gets to baking Rivals getting reckless for the profit that we making Seventeen and sharp, razor blade in the lining Cuttin' up the product - yeah, the diamonds needed shining Every hoodie hiding what the preacher never told ya Every hand in pocket got the grip of a soldier [Hook] These are my bloodstones, yeah, these are my bloodstones Hard as the granite, red where it's broken Walk on my bloodstones, see how the flood zone Left every crack with a story unspoken Yeah, we still shining though, uh [Verse 2] Learned my mathematics splitting profit to the penny Faith from a mother praying hard for the many Brother had a jump shot, scouts at the crib Now his name's a candle, wax dripping on a rib Cruising in the bucket, sweatbox, screaming engine Franklin Park routes just to avoid the vengeance Tourists snap the brownstones, talking 'bout the charm They don't know the names of the brothers on the farm Kept receipts folded with the debt and the stress Every clean dollar feel like taxes from the West Little sister asking why the brother always tired Lied about the heatwave, not the life that I hired [Hook] These are my bloodstones, yeah, these are my bloodstones Hard as the granite, red where it's broken Walk on my bloodstones, see how the flood zone Left every crack with a story unspoken Yeah, we still shining though, uh [Bridge] Somebody tell me, is it worth the price? Traded all my sleep just to look at the lights Somebody tell me, is it worth the price? Every heavy stepping stone taught me how to fight Yeah, look at the ice now, uh [Verse 3] Now I'm somewhere safer, but the street still calls me Siren in the distance, yeah, the block still small-talks me Made it out the gutter but the gutter's in my chest Bloodstones in my pocket like a rosary for rest Ain't no room for pity, just look at the design Gem in the dirt, see the way a brother shine Boston raised me rough, but it made me refined Pressure make a stone, now I'm pressing my mind Left a candle burning where the corner used to gleam Told him "watch me win", yeah, we living out the dream [Hook] These are my bloodstones, yeah, these are my bloodstones Hard as the granite, red where it's broken Walk on my bloodstones, see how the flood zone Left every crack with a story unspoken Yeah, we still shining though, uh [Outro] Boston... from the pavement to the penthouse Still standing, still shining, still unbroken (Uh... and we out.)