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Lyrics
[Verse]
Empty fridge, echoes in the hall, my own applause
Bills stacked higher than the dreams I lost
Microwave meals, cold like my calls ignored
Duct tape holding what I can't afford
Couch cushions, kingdoms of loose change
Hustle in my veins, pain rearranged
Eyes bloodshot, no sleep, I grind relentless
Hope whispers soft, but the world defenseless
[Chorus]
Making it on my own, the weight's a stone
Carry it, bury it, backbone grown
Solo struggle, I’m a mountain carved alone
One breath, one step—this path is my throne
[Verse 2]
Neighbors scream fights, walls paper-thin
My reflection stares, asking, "Where you been?"
Pawnshop dreams traded for survival schemes
Broke but clean, heart stitched at the seams
Fingers numb from counting every cent
Dollar bills folded, prayers heaven-sent
Concrete jungle, my roots find cracks
Grew through the pain, never turning back
[Chorus]
Making it on my own, the weight's a stone
Carry it, bury it, backbone grown
Solo struggle, I’m a mountain carved alone
One breath, one step—this path is my throne
Details
GeneratedNov 22, 2025
Duration1:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, hip-hop, gritty, boom-bap with deep bass and sharp snare hits, minimal synths for atmosphere
Credits
Prompt by
The_Lost_Soul
The_Lost_SoulModelAria v5
Prompt
rap song singing about struggling being on my own making it on my own
