Live Wire (feat. Bliz & Bizzle) - Şevin

I’m moving like sav

Staying in my lane chrome pipes on the rag

Man do that thing look nice when it drag

Known to bail out and bring Christ to the ave

Throwing up the Mob through the hood when I surf

They know I rep God but I’m good in the turf

I ain’t the same gangster that stood for the curse

And that standpoint is understood to the earth

I’m still from the streets though tell from the swag

My blood runs deep it ain’t never been a fad

Yea I used to creep with a Beretta in a bag

Now I seek peace and keep the wetter at the pad

Ain’t no politics going to define how I G

Was confined now I’m free I was blind now I see

I’m an Oak Park minister to Oak Park’s hood

And my Oak Park business is doing Oak Park good

Lets take a ride then you will see

Why you do you and why I do me

I’m a be from the hood until the day that I’m gone

But If I’m doing right then ain’t nothing wrong

I stay in the Lou while I play in the coupe

Most pitch from the stoop as I itch for the truth

With the braids and the rag the pants on sag

Used to be the mac now the Word in the bag

Get on my level it ain’t a sin to pray for the ghetto

Still a boss and the cross rose gold metal

You see the whip, the kid ride big wheels

I’m on the turf and then the church with pig tails

Hog Mob my fam they good with it

It’s the mizz and yes they is hood with it

And this a fact, some wasn’t built for this

Check my stats, I was built from this

I rep God I mean with no cut, Red P hat I mean so what

That’s why I do me I’m my own person

Because your way for me, it ain’t working

Lets take a ride then you will see

Why you do you and why I do me

I’m a be from the hood until the day that I’m gone

But If I’m doing right then ain’t nothing wrong

Lets take a ride jumped in the lac

Wood-grain gripping and your boy staying strapped

It holds sixty-six a little more than a cater

Plus the big homie with me known as Alpha and Omega

The turf is where I’m headed I heard its red hot

A cold red situation be the homies on the block

Hopped out breastplate real tight to the chest

Feet shod with the Gospel and killed off all flesh

Never no fear I approach real boldly

They greet me with the hood

Cause the stripes spoke for me

But I came meaning business and take a few with me

He turned ya boy around look what the Lord did with me

So here’s your invitation to make your reservations

With the blood will clean you up that’s real blood relation

The hood is in my heart I grew up right there

You can be a hood rat but don’t die there

Lets take a ride then you will see

Why you do you and why I do me

I’m a be from the hood until the day that I’m gone

But If I’m doing right then ain’t nothing wrong