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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Been cold a long time
Uh
Listen
[Verse 1]
All black fit, hood low
Eyes red from the late nights
Phone still ring, that’s old flows
Turned pain into stage lights
Mom said "pray" when the rent due
I said "work" till the veins show
Friends turn fame when it suits you
Seen ’em fold in a raincoat
Left me out in the storm then
Heart went hard like the floor then
Now I move quiet, I’m sworn in
Only the fam I was born with
[Chorus]
Cold in my city, but I run it like it’s mine
Had to turn the hunger to a diamond over time
They ain’t show me love, had to learn to read the signs
Now they at the door
Tell ’em "get back in the line"
[Verse 2]
Big talk, small stats
I don’t chase that, I chase racks
Old scars on my knuckles
New checks in my backpack
Used to split meals, now we split stakes
Whole team eat off the mixtapes
She want the boy, not the mistakes
I want peace, they want replays
Grinding till the sunrise
Dark thoughts in the fun times
Laugh now but I done cried
Still stand on the front line
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 27, 2025
Duration1:37
LanguageNL
Style
rap, Dark trap hip-hop banger, male vocals. Sparse, eerie bells over booming low-end and sharp percussion; verses stay tight and menacing with room for ad-libs. Hook explodes with layered chant vocals and a stuttering bass pattern. Occasional riser sweeps and reverse effects between sections for tension and release.
Credits
Prompt bytimobtnr
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Trap hiphop
