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Lyrics
[Intro]
Red dirt on my shoes
Still stuck in my mind
Had to lose what I knew
Just to see what I find
[Verse 1]
Trailer park wind through them paper-thin walls
Mama on the line, bill collectors on call
Stepdad drunk, throwin’ fists at the fridge
I was sixteen swearin’ I was never that kid
Hot plates, cold nights, church every Sunday
Preacher say pray, but the pain stayed Monday
Oklahoma sky look big, I felt smaller
Pocket full of change, big chip on my shoulder
Clocked in dawn shift, fry grease on my shirt
Boss talk down like I deserved that hurt
One bus route, same fields, same cattle
I was daydream drivin’ through a different battle
Then he walked in, same scars, same stare
Same broke shoes, same "life ain't fair"
We laughed one time, then we laughed ‘bout it all
Two lost sons tryna climb out a hole
[Chorus]
From red dirt roads to a high-rise view
We bled for the life they said we’d never do
Came from nothin’, yeah, they wrote us off quick
Now it’s my day one on the throne I sit
From that small-town pain to the city we chose
We built this brick by brick, that’s just how it goes
From a cheap motel to a penthouse roof
You my brother for life, that’s the whole truth
[Verse 2]
We was sharing one room, two beds, one plan
Tip cup, night shifts, pockets full of change and
He had the jokes, I had all the anger
Put it in a hustle, turned fear into paper
[low vocal register] Hit the oil rigs, every joint, every muscle
Hands split open, still doubled on the punches
He cooked numbers, I shook hands, made friends
Turned that one truck into three, then ten
Old folks said we’d be dead or in prison
We chose spreadsheets, contracts, decisions
Still remember when the bank man smirked
Now he hold doors when we walk in first
Bought Mama that house with the wraparound porch
He lit the grill, I lit a big torch
To the past that tried to chain both our names
We just laughed, said, “Look how far we came”
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[whispered vocals] Blood ain’t always who bleed for you
Sometimes it’s the one who believed in you
[joint vocals]
You saw me when I only saw a dead end
You said, “Stand up, we ain’t done yet, friend”
We took every "can’t", turned it into plans
Turned every closed door into calloused hands
Now when that Oklahoma sunset hits
We toast that pain, ‘cause it paid for this
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 5, 2026
Duration3:16
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Cinematic Southern trap with storytelling verses, warm keys and twangy guitar samples over thick, knocking drums. Male vocals laid-back but intense; hook opens up with stacked harmonies and octave doubles. Sub-bass slides underline key punchlines, with ad-libs and sparse chants from the “brother” voice answering lines in the second half. Beat breathes on the bridge then slams back in for a triumphant final hook.
Credits
Prompt byBen_Stoops
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Man In Oklahoma who’s had a rough raising fights to have a life he wants and along the way he meets a guy who becomes his brother and they move up in life together, rap
