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Original lyrics written by Jay Matic
Vocals created using A.I. software

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Suno for vocals

“I own these streets. I rep all the 304”


HOOK
Own the strip, I don’t brake, I slide (skrrt)
Motor roar like a beast inside (grrah)
Midnight runs, I was born to ride (vroom)
Ain’t no fear when I grip that drive (nah)
Redline push, whole block get shook (boom)
Catch me swervin’ where the law don’t look (gone)
Own the strip, got the city on lock (locked)
When I pull up, tires talk like shots (baow baow)

VERSE 1
Started broke with a busted whip
Dreamed big, now I’m built for this
5-speed box, whole block lit
Grip that wheel, let the tires spit

Heard my name, now they line to race
Midnight slide, I define the pace
Shorty yellin’, “Boy, don’t waste”
Green light hit, I ghost that space

No fear when I hit that bend
Smoke behind, never see that end
From nothin’ to king, I don’t pretend
Own this strip — I don’t just blend

HOOK
Own the strip, I don’t brake, I slide (slide)
Motor roar like a beast inside (grrah)
Midnight runs, I was born to ride (born to)
Ain’t no fear when I grip that drive (never)
Redline push, whole block get shook (boom)
Catch me swervin’ where the law don’t look (gone)
Own the strip, got the city on lock (facts)
When I pull up, tires talk like shots (baow baow)

VERSE 2
Out-of-towners try take my spot
They pull up, but I burn that lot
Masked up, but I see they not
Built for war like the heat I got

Shorty still here, she seen me grow
Now they all follow everywhere I go
But I’m still the same from the 3-0-fo
Still race death when the engine blow

Ain’t no fear when I lace this grip
This my life — I don’t just drift
Don’t ask who run the speed and grit
Tell ‘em loud: I own this strip (grrah!)

HOOK
Own the strip, I don’t brake, I slide (slide)
Motor roar like a beast inside (beast!)
Midnight runs, I was born to ride (ride out)
Ain’t no fear when I grip that drive (nah)
Redline push, whole block get shook (brrr)
Catch me swervin’ where the law don’t look (nope)
Own the strip, got the city on lock (locked)
When I pull up, tires talk like shots (baow!)


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