[Intro][Airy Falsetto + Distant Siren]
I stitched my heart back tight—now watch it sing…
(yeah) watch me light the night I used to drown in.
[Verse 1][Moody]
You left me on read like a stop sign bleeding,
Tears on the vinyl, needle kept repeating.
Bedroom storms, no sun in the ceiling,
I danced with thunder till the pain lost meaning.
Turned L’s to LLCs—new edition,
Made my lows into capital—gain on a mission.
[Pre-Chorus][Lift]
I set fire to the rain I saved,
Built a runway from the nights I caved.
If love was a cage—I bent that steel.
[Chorus][Anthem Belts]
Heartbreak to confetti—let it fall,
Built a throne from wreckage—now I’m tall.
You were the limit; I made the launch, that’s all.
I broke—then broke through—now I ball.
Yeah, I’m good—better—fucking great,
Smile so loud the doubts turn late.
[Post-Chorus][Chant]
Glow up—go up—no luck, just grind.
[DRILL DROP][808 Slides + Hats]
(skrrt) reload—1-2… BOOM.
[Rap Verse 1][Rapid Wordplay]
Notes in two banks—music, money—both accrue,
Range three ways—gun, voice, market—shoot through.
Flip bass to base—the basis of truth,
My records break records while I’m breaking the booth.
Key in E minor with the key to the city,
Scales tip wealthy while I scale every pity.
Bars like a warden and a poet in a pub—
Pour the next round, watch me own it.
Ex marked the spot—so I mined through the X,
Turned a “why” into YSL—runway checks.
[Pre-Chorus 2][Higher Lift]
You said “too much”—I’m a whole museum.
If silence was home, I moved out clean.
[Chorus][Bigger Stacks]
Heartbreak to confetti—let it fall,
Built a throne from wreckage—now I’m tall.
You were the limit; I made the launch, that’s all.
I broke—then broke through—now I ball.
Yeah, I’m good—better—fucking great,
Smile so loud the doubts turn late.
[Bridge][Soft → Sky]
My pulse writes scores on air,
Forgave the earth that shook me loose.
[Rap Verse 2][Double-Time Flex]
Clocked my “weakness”—cool—week-ness: gains,
Told ’em “watch me”—fine—watch me: chains.
Hooks in charts; your hook was cheap,
I fish for legends while you fish for sleep.
Headline font; you’re a typo blur,
I edit the narrative—signature: HER.
Dust to deluxe with a dusk-to-dawn hustle,
Pain into muscle—I crowned my bustle.
[Final Chorus][Key Lift + Choir Stacks]
Heartbreak to confetti—let it storm,
Built a sunrise out of ashes—glow warm.
You were my doubt; I made it perform.
I broke—then broke through—new norm.
Yeah, I’m rich—spirit-rich—paid in peace,
Laugh so bright the nightmares cease.
[Big Finish][Stop-Time → Impact]
Band drops—one note: “I’m free…”
horn swell—sub tail—black screen.
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