Lyrics
[Intro]
From the basement
Dust in the vents
Now we talk ceilings
They don’t exist
[Verse 1]
Came up from the furnace room
Cold floor, no silver spoon
Hand-me-downs and overdue
Mama stressin’, what we gon’ do
Boys in the hallway, dreamin’ on credit
Talkin’ like legends, had to go get it
Posted on the corner like I’m taped to the stop sign
Rain on my hoodie, still locked in the grind
From the bus stop, half-fare, pockets thin
To the valet, “park that,” same kid, same skin
I don’t play fair, I just play to win
Turned my L’s to a ledger, now the losses bring in (more)
[Chorus]
From the basement to the penthouse
From boys to men now
Posted like a mailbox
I ain’t movin’ when it went south (nah)
I play the game to win
I stand on business, I don’t bend
Ten toes down, I’m in
Ten toes down, I’m in (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Used to count quarters in a plastic jar
Now it’s spreadsheets, lawyers, backseat car
Same hunger in my stomach when I hit that floor
Same lock on my jaw when they close that door
They was talkin’ like I peaked at the first step
Now I’m lookin’ at the sky from the top deck
Still posted, same stance in the hallway
Only thing changed is the carpet and the valet
Got my name on the lease and the lobby list
But my heart in the crib where the water dripped
Every scar, every scar is a stock I keep
I invest in the nights I ain’t get no sleep (no sleep)
[Chorus]
From the basement to the penthouse
From boys to men now
Posted like a mailbox
I ain’t movin’ when it went south (never)
I play the game to win
I stand on business, I don’t bend
Ten toes down, I’m in
Ten toes down, I’m in (woah)
[Bridge]
You ever talk to the dark and it talk back?
You ever bet on yourself with your last stack?
I did that
Still do that
Every setback just proof that I’m built for that
[Chorus]
From the basement to the penthouse
From boys to men now
Posted like a mailbox
I ain’t movin’ when it went south
I play the game to win
I stand on business, I don’t bend
Ten toes down, I’m in
Ten toes down, I’m in (ten toes)
Style
rapaggressive trap-metal fusion: distorted 808s locked to crunchydrop-tuned guitarshalftime drums flipping to double-time in the hook. male vocals switching between tightsyncopated rap and shoutedgang-style ad-libs on the chorus. verses stay minimal and tense; chorus explodes with stacked vocals and power-chord stabs. bigsub-heavy mix with sharp hi-hats and occasional riser sweeps to juice transitions.hard rockhip hop
Prompt
rap, trap, hip hop,hard rock from the basement to the penthouse from boys to men posted like a mail box I play the game to win standings on business ten toes down
Credits
Prompt byJazzyXylophone517
GeneratedJan 27, 2026
ModelAria v5
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