

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse] Backroads burnin', tires screamin' on the gravel, Heart colder than a beer left in the travel. You called me up, voicemail's all you get, No I don't miss you, ain't no tears, no regret. [Chorus] No, I don’t miss you, stop callin’, you crazy, Blocked your number twice, girl, you way too hazy. Did your best friend, and yeah, she does it better, Packed my bags, leavin’ this city forever. [Verse 2] Ridin’ shotgun, her laugh cuts the silence, Your memory? Buried deep like old violence. She’s the encore, you were just the soundcheck, Thought you ran the game, now you’re just a wreck. [Bridge] Whiskey on my breath, but I’m steady, I’m sharp, You played me, girl, but I’m the strings on the harp. Movin’ out the city, dirt roads callin’ me home, Ain’t no room for you in this king’s throne. [Chorus] No, I don’t miss you, stop callin’, you crazy, Blocked your number twice, girl, you way too hazy. Did your best friend, and yeah, she does it better, Packed my bags, leavin’ this city forever. [Outro] Tailgate slammin’, I’m gone, don’t follow, Ain’t no love left, just echoes to swallow. No, I don’t miss you, that’s the cold, hard truth, I’m free, I’m gone, leavin’ you in the booth.
Tags
country rap, with sparse banjo plucks over a heavy 808 beat; male vocals with a raw, gritty, rap, country, dark, unfiltered delivery
1:58
No
12/10/2025