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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Came from the block with a plan in my hand
Mama need peace, so I run up this grant
New coat, new boots, still dirt on the sole
Had to make it out clean, had to keep my soul
Old phone ringing, same folks, same prayer
I was broke in the booth, now they all want a share
Fast car, black paint, slide through the rain
But I still know the names of the ones who remained
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't forget where I came from
I just changed what I came for
From the porch to the top
Now the whole lane know my name more
[Chorus]
From the block, to the lot
I made it out, made it out
New fit, same heart
I made it out, made it out
Fast car, family close
I made it out, made it out
From the hood, to the highs
I made it out, made it out (made it out)
[Verse 2]
Gold on my wrist, but my love still plain
We used to count loose change in the back of that Bane
Now I pay the bills, now I fill the plate
Put my people on first, I don't miss that date
Friends turned cold when the numbers got big
Some stayed true, that's the ones that I lift
Chrome on the wheels, but I'm rooted in mud
Every win got a name, every prayer got blood
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't forget where I came from
I just changed what I came for
From the porch to the top
Now the whole lane know my name more
[Chorus]
From the block, to the lot
I made it out, made it out
New fit, same heart
I made it out, made it out
Fast car, family close
I made it out, made it out
From the hood, to the highs
I made it out, made it out (made it out)
[Bridge]
Yeah, I seen the hard days
Yeah, I paid my dues
Now the table full
And I pulled up with the crew
If they ever ask why
I don't change my tune
I said love back home
Made the whole thing move
[Chorus]
From the block, to the lot
I made it out, made it out
New fit, same heart
I made it out, made it out
Fast car, family close
I made it out, made it out
From the hood, to the highs
I made it out, made it out (made it out)
Details
GeneratedAug 9, 2026
Duration2:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
Southern trap with bouncy hi-hat rolls, trunk-rattling sub-bass, and a laid-back but urgent bounce; verse rides sparse drums and street-corner piano, pre-chorus opens with filtered chords and rising ad-libs, chorus hits with stacked gang vocals and a sticky chant. Vocal is close-mic, dry in verses, doubled on the hook, with short delay throws on key lines. Ear candy: reverse cymbal into the chorus, slick siren sweep, and a halftime drop before the final hook. Bright, punchy, and heavy in the low end., rap, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byIndieBeat315
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Money clothes the hood making out the hood fast cars family and friends, rap, hip hop, trap southern
