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Lyrics
[Intro]
Patchwork pants
Tattooed knees
Ash on my tongue
Roots in the street
[Verse 1]
Tie-dye tee, but the fit still mean
Bandana hang, but it ain’t for the team
Bare feet out on the front yard dirt
But I still keep heat under this big old shirt
Roll my peace in a paper I twist
Incense burnin while I’m clenchin my fist
Love my people, love my plants, love breeze
But my hand feel heavy when it brush them leaves
Got a Glock on my hip and I mumble my sins
Sage in the air as the spiral begins
Smokin grass, see the sky breathe slow
Hug every branch like I can’t let go
[Chorus]
Gangster hippie
Heart full of seeds, clip full of pity
Prayin for that slip from an enemy city
Smell like smoke, soul stay trippy
Gangster hippie
Huggin on the trees, eyes all drippy
Walk so light but the steel ride with me
Soft with the world but the world ain’t pretty
[Verse 2]
Patch on my vest say “share that love”
Tat on my ribs say “don’t get cut”
Talk to the moon when the block too loud
Talk to the gun when I move through crowds
Barefoot step on a cracked brown stone
Feel each pebble like a warning tone
If they test peace, then the peace might bark
Flower in my hair, but my thoughts get dark
I’ll pass you the smoke, then I peep your vibe
Read your aura while I watch your eyes
If your color feel off, then I shift my stance
One arm for a hug, one locked in my pants
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Hands on bark
Palms on steel
One side heal
One side kill
I breathe in green
Breathe out rage
Tryna keep love
In a loaded age
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 5, 2026
Duration2:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Sparse, moody trap beat with distant flutes, woozy bells, and heavy low-end; swung hi-hats and crisp claps leave pockets for a laid-back, menacing flow. Hook opens up with wide chorus stacks and ad-libs, verses stay close and conversational with subtle stereo delays. Male vocals with a smoky, half-whispered delivery that occasionally jumps to a gritty shout on key punchlines., beats
Credits
Prompt by
xsmojo420x
xsmojo420xModelAria v5
Prompt
Gangster hippie, rap, trap, beats, smokin grass and hugging the trees, got a Glock on my hip and praying for that slip
