67 Street

I grew up in the underground 67 street,

As a kid dreaming about money and riches and everything in between,

Don't have really nothing much on my plate,

I grew up as a player baby don't teach me how to play,

Why you tryna play chess i already said checkmate,

I got my moves ready i can do this all day,

Got the bars ready give me mic and pull up the beat and press play,

Lifting burdens nonstop i don't need no rest day,

Waking up everyday with the hope that tables turn,

Act as a reaction to their action and the bridges burn,

Always stood my ground i never back down and i never run,