

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Used to post up on that corner I was pale, they was tatted up They was really aiming at opponents I was tryna act savage, tryna act tough White boy sittin’ in the backseat Loud pack, big plans, bad habits They was talking ‘bout bodies, I laughed it But I seen too much, can’t cap it I was tryna blend in with danger Acting like I never felt fear They was calling me bro, not stranger But I knew I ain’t built like them peers Still I rode when they slid through Prayed quiet they ain’t really gotta shoot Heart heavy when the smoke cleared Some nights I still taste that truth [Chorus] See my money?! I’m gettin’ blues like a yo-yo Up, down, up, down, that’s the way that it go though (yeah) I was tryna fly, kept fallin’ to the old lows We all lose some, that’s the way that the road goes See my money?! I’m gettin’ blues like a yo-yo Spin back, bounce back, pockets on solo Thought I had it locked, got cut by my own smoke We all lose some, that’s the way that the road goes (road goes) [Verse 2] Signed up tryna change my life Left the block, left the long nights Boot camp, new boots, new stripes New hope, new code, new fights But I kept that lil’ bag in my locker One hit when the world felt heavy Thought “ain’t no way this gon’ stop us” Till they pulled me in, eyes deadly First sergeant with the folder “Son, you just threw this all away” Head low, but my chest colder Same kid from the block that day Now I’m back in my hometown, same gas Same couch, same past, same pain Looking at the ones that ain’t last Asking why I’m still stuck in this lane [Chorus] See my money?! I’m gettin’ blues like a yo-yo Up, down, up, down, that’s the way that it go though Built a lil’ stack, then I lost it on a slow roll We all lose some, that’s the way that the road goes See my money?! I’m gettin’ blues like a yo-yo Spin back, bounce back, pockets on solo Staring at the mirror like “you really let your soul go” We all lose some, that’s the way that the road goes [Bridge] We all lose some, but what we learn from it? (yeah) Boys with the guns, I still burn from it Coulda been a tag on a toe, I admit Coulda been a number in a file, that’s it We all lose some, but I ain’t lose hope Got scars, got charges, still I cope From them shots in the dark to that failed test Tryna turn all that mess to a real next step [Chorus] See my money?! I’m gettin’ blues like a yo-yo Up, down, up, down, that’s the way that it go though Fell off hard, but I’m climbin’ out slow-mo We all lose some, that’s the way that the road goes See my money?! I’m gettin’ blues like a yo-yo Spin back, bounce back, pockets on solo Every lil’ loss put a chip in my old glow We all lose some… but I won’t let my soul go (yeah)
Tags
rap, Hard-hitting Southern trap feel, mid-tempo bounce with 808 sub swells and crisp hi-hats. Verses ride a menacing yet nostalgic piano loop; hook explodes with layered male vocals and subtle chant backups. Second half adds airy pads and a low vocal octave double to deepen the regretful tone while the drums stay locked and punchy., blues
3:16
No
2/2/2026