Lyrics
[Verse]
Concrete jungle, teeth bite cold steel
Buffalo winters, frostbite feels real
Potholes in the soul, streets got no seal
Dreams get cracked, every corner's a deal
Snow falls heavy, the block stay grim
Hustle for a nickel, but the odds stay slim
Violin cry, sound of a life dim
Blood on the strings, hear the pain within
[Chorus]
Buffalo streets, no love, no peace
Hunger in the belly, the wolves won’t cease
Violins scream, life’s a masterpiece
But the brushstroke’s red, painted on grief
[Verse 2]
Handshakes cold, trust cuts like razors
Every face a mask, every smile a faker
Violin wails, the block’s narrator
Echoes in the alleys, chasing paper’s my savior
Dark nights stretch long, streetlights flicker
Life moves fast, but the end comes quicker
Snow turn to slush, hope gets thicker
Buffalo grind, every day’s a bitter picture
[Bridge]
Violin strings snap, tension’s too high
Broken bows play, under leaden skies
Buffalo's heartbeat, the city don’t lie
Hard life anthem, till the day we die
Style
evoking both struggle and resilience. male vocals recommended for a gritty delivery.raptrapdarkcinematic; violins layered with 808s and hi-hatscreating a tense and dramatic atmosphere. the track builds with sweeping string arrangements over hard-hitting beats
Prompt
Trap song about the streets and a hard life. Instruments include violins. Should have mention of Buffalo.
Credits
Prompt by
J_Dunn
J_DunnGeneratedNov 14, 2025
ModelAria v5
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