Streets I Paved
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NoFux Atall
male vocals
electronic
rap
female vocals
blues
deep
ballad
Dubstep
southern rock
Hybrid trap-blues banger: detuned delta slide guitar licks over sub-heavy 808s and sparse trap hats. Verses feature gravelly male vocals up front
doubled low and slightly distorted; female hook floats above with airy harmonies and a touch of reverb. Southern-rock power chords slam in on the hook
synth bass swells and filtered dubstep growls in the turnarounds. Big
epic lift into the last chorus with layered vocals and a wide
cinematic mix.
delta blues
Creada el ene. 2, 2026
Letra
[Intro]
Deep old man tone
Boots on gravel
Dust on my tongue
Gold in the gravel
[Verse 1]
I paved the streets y'all lil brothers walk on
Laid down the gravel, every crack, every dark dawn
Turned a shotgun porch to a front row throne
From a cardboard box to a brick and stone
Old scars on my hands, yeah they mapped this town
Every nail, every board, every roof nailed down
You just scroll on a screen, I was bleeding on beams
Built the roads that you racing on, chasing your dreams
[Chorus]
Respect the OG
Say my name with your chest when you talk on me
I’m the rust on the sign, I’m the red in the clay
I’m the torn-up boots that still walk your way
Respect the OG
All these miles in my bones ain’t come for free
From the front porch hum to the bass in your home
I’m the one laid paths you been riding on
[Verse 2]
Had that delta rain dripping through the ceiling at night
Granddaddy’s old guitar, three chords, one light
Turned hurt into howl, turned the howl into heat
Now that same old soul shaking frames on your street
You got fresh white shoes on a path I cut
Every splinter in my palms, every busted-up truck
You flex in the mirror, I sweated through storms
I was blue in the cold while you sleepin’ all warm
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register] Old man thunder in a cracked-up throat
[female vocals soft] I hear that gravel in every note
[call-and-response]
You say “take me home” — boy, I built that road
You just riding on a story that I already wrote
[Chorus]
Deep old man tone
Boots on gravel
Dust on my tongue
Gold in the gravel
[Verse 1]
I paved the streets y'all lil brothers walk on
Laid down the gravel, every crack, every dark dawn
Turned a shotgun porch to a front row throne
From a cardboard box to a brick and stone
Old scars on my hands, yeah they mapped this town
Every nail, every board, every roof nailed down
You just scroll on a screen, I was bleeding on beams
Built the roads that you racing on, chasing your dreams
[Chorus]
Respect the OG
Say my name with your chest when you talk on me
I’m the rust on the sign, I’m the red in the clay
I’m the torn-up boots that still walk your way
Respect the OG
All these miles in my bones ain’t come for free
From the front porch hum to the bass in your home
I’m the one laid paths you been riding on
[Verse 2]
Had that delta rain dripping through the ceiling at night
Granddaddy’s old guitar, three chords, one light
Turned hurt into howl, turned the howl into heat
Now that same old soul shaking frames on your street
You got fresh white shoes on a path I cut
Every splinter in my palms, every busted-up truck
You flex in the mirror, I sweated through storms
I was blue in the cold while you sleepin’ all warm
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register] Old man thunder in a cracked-up throat
[female vocals soft] I hear that gravel in every note
[call-and-response]
You say “take me home” — boy, I built that road
You just riding on a story that I already wrote
[Chorus]