## [INTRO — MALE] *(low, breathy — footsteps / distant siren ambience)* Yeah… Look who outside. *(soft laugh)* Heh… You said this your side? Okay… ## [HOOK — MALE] *(melodic, huge harmonies)* Tappin' on ya streets, I ain't duckin' no place Walkin' through the city with a smirk on my face You can talk your shit, but it don't change my pace Everybody know the name when I step in the place Tappin' on ya streets, yeah, tappin' on ya streets Whole damn block know the sound when I'm tappin' on ya streets Tappin' on ya streets, yeah, tappin' on ya streets Ain't nobody touchin' shit, I'm just tappin' on ya streets *(high harmony)* Oh-oh-oh… Tappin' on ya streets… --- ## [VERSE 1 — MALE] *(tight drill cadence)* I walked in, no introduction Why the fuck they always discussin'? You ain't gotta like me, that's not my concern I made my own lane, watch the whole thing turn Clean white tee with the chain on gleam He talk big online, ain't as loud on the scene I don't gotta chase, I don't gotta scheme I'm too damn focused on the life I dreamed Your whole little act got exposed last week Now you switch that tone every time we speak I hear that cap and I laugh like, “Please” How you claim top spot but you scared of the breeze? I got my family good, that's priority Still walk through the city with authority You wanna talk tough? That's adorable I don't give a fuck about your story, G *(barked ad-libs)* What? Yeah! Say less! --- ## [PRE-HOOK — MALE] *(beat drops to piano + snaps)* They keep talkin' like I owe 'em somethin' I don't owe nobody shit If the shoe don't fit, don't wear that motherfucker If it fit, then deal with it *(layered)* Deal with it… Deal with it… --- ## [HOOK — MALE] Tappin' on ya streets, I ain't duckin' no place Walkin' through the city with a smirk on my face You can talk your shit, but it don't change my pace Everybody know the name when I step in the place Tappin' on ya streets, yeah, tappin' on ya streets Whole damn block know the sound when I'm tappin' on ya streets Tappin' on ya streets, yeah, tappin' on ya streets Ain't nobody touchin' shit, I'm just tappin' on ya streets --- ## [BEAT SWITCH — VOCAL] *(DRUMS CUT)* Shhh… *(pitched vocal)* Who's outside? **ME.** [BEAT SWITCH — HEAVIER 808 POCKET] --- ## [VERSE 2 — MALE] *(lower, nastier cadence)* Now the whole shit changed when the drums came in I don't need ten dudes just to walk right in I can stand by myself, let the talk begin You ain't built like me, that's where we differin' Fuck all that fake love, keep that shit away Same ones throw shade wanna dap me today I can read every face, I can tell what they say That's why I keep one eye on the game I play I'm outside, dressed calm, but the mood ain't sweet Got the whole damn city underneath my feet You can type all night, ain't impressin' me I don't argue with a clown, that's beneath my reach And I know they mad 'cause I don't react I just laugh, turn around, then I'm gone like that Got a house full of love and a fridge full of food That's the shit that remind me I got nothin' to prove *(ad-libs)* Nah! Nothing! To! Prove! --- ## [VERSE 3 — MALE] *(melodic rap → explosive cadence)* I came from a place where they questioned the kid Now I walk through the same place like, “Look what I did” I ain't gotta fabricate shit just to make it look big Everything I got came from work that I put in You can keep your applause, I remember the doubt Now they scream my name when I'm walkin' back out Funny how the energy changes when money gets loud But I still know the difference between love and a crowd I'ma take care of mine, that's a promise I keep If my people need somethin', I'm already deep I don't care who offended, I don't care who critique I got too much on my plate to be worried 'bout beef So I'm— *(beat pauses)* TAPPIN' ON YA— *(ALL DRUMS SLAM BACK IN)* STREETS! --- ## [FINAL HOOK — MALE + STACKED HARMONIES] Tappin' on ya streets, I ain't duckin' no place Walkin' through the city with a smirk on my face You can talk your shit, but it don't change my pace Everybody know the name when I step in the place Tappin' on ya streets, yeah, tappin' on ya streets Whole damn block know the sound when I'm tappin' on ya streets Tappin' on ya streets, yeah, tappin' on ya streets Ain't nobody touchin' shit, I'm just tappin' on ya streets *(high melodic run)* Tappin' on ya streeeets— *(pitched ad-libs)* Yeah! Yeah! Who outside?! ME! Who outside?! ME! ## [OUTRO — MALE] *(beat strips down)* *(quiet laugh)* Tappin' on ya streets.
