Habibi

Yalla habibi, slide in so easy. Dust on the sneakers, gold on the teeth, We greazy. Hey. Taxi outside, meter tick, tick. Grandma’s call, eat first, you too thin. Cousins in the back playing quick flicks. I’m in the front seat planning big wins. Crowded café, cards on the table. Spill that tea, we talking fables. Show out my rock, sauce on the label. Laugh so hard we shake the table. Yalla habibi, come my way. Same old streets but we upgrade. Little duo when I feel afraid. Then I walk like it’s all prepaid. Yalla habibi, don’t be late. We turn pressure into play. From the rooftop, scream my fate. I’m still here, I’m still brave. Mom say calm down, I say Inshallah. Heart race fast like I’m in the tala. Phone blow up, group chat wala. Plans flip quick, circus kala. Plastic chair throne at the corner store. Dreams too big for the kitchen floor. Uncle say study, I say more. ‘Cause I want keys, not just the door. Yalla habibi, come my way. Same old streets but we upgrade. Little duo when I feel afraid. Then I walk like it’s all prepaid. Yalla habibi, don’t be late. We turn pressure into play. From the rooftop, scream my fate. I’m still here, I’m still brave. If I fall, I fall forward. Facing down, still move toward. Every laugh just fuel the code. Every small win feels like award. Yalla habibi, come my way. Same old streets but we upgrade. Little duo when I feel afraid. Then I walk like it’s all prepaid. Yalla habibi, write that date. Put my name on every weight. From the rooftop, scream my fate. I’m still here, I’m still brave. Habibi, habibi. Habibi, habibi. Habibi, Habibi