Plain and Paid

[Intro]
Stackin’ and stackin’
Same hoodie, same jacket
Silent, I’m active
Whole life in the mattress (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Plain tee, plain jeans, big goals
Phone off, I’ve been duckin’ these calls
Every bill that I pay, that’s a chain off
Every habit that I break, that’s a takeoff
Kitchen table full of lists, I don’t party
Every dollar got a job, I ain’t sorry
Tired of the talk, I need transfer codes
One-way ticket in my notes, I’m gone
[Chorus]
Stacking money, dressing plain, I don’t chase fame (nah)
Clearing debt, cut the chains, I’ma change lanes
Planning out a better life in a strange place
Had to leave my family behind, they ain’t changed ways
Stacking money, dressing plain, I stay out the way (out the way)
Every step, every save, that’s a getaway
If I gotta walk alone for a clean slate
I’ma build a better home in a new state (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Mom saying, “Baby, that’s the way we been”
Same small talk, same porch, same friends
Unc still braggin’ on the same lil win
I can’t circle in the same storm I’m in
Packed two bags, left my trophies and my name
If I stay, I’ma stay broke, stay the same
Tears in my eyes at the Greyhound gate
But leaving y’all is the only way I stay straight
[Chorus]
Stacking money, dressing plain, I don’t chase fame (never)
Clearing debt, cut the chains, I’ma change lanes
Planning out a better life in a strange place
Had to leave my family behind, they ain’t changed ways
Stacking money, dressing plain, I stay out the way (out the way)
Every step, every save, that’s a getaway
If I gotta walk alone for a clean slate
I’ma build a better home in a new state (new state, yeah)
[Bridge]
I pray you catch up
I pray you forgive
I pray this distance
Teach you how I live
If love mean stayin’
Then love made me stuck
If love mean growin’
Then wish me luck (wish me luck)
[Chorus]
Stacking money, dressing plain, I don’t chase fame
Clearing debt, cut the chains, I’ma change lanes
Planning out a better life in a strange place
Had to leave my family behind, they ain’t changed ways
Stacking money, dressing plain, I stay out the way (yeah)
Every step, every save, that’s a getaway
If I gotta walk alone for a clean slate
I’ma build a better home in a new state (new state)

rap, Moody trap beat with haunting bells and airy pads, deep sub-bass, crisp hi-hats in triplet flurries. Verses sit in a tight pocket, close-mic male vocals, slight pitch FX. Hook opens with layered doubles and a subtle octave harmony, 808 glides swell into each downbeat. Final chorus strips to bass and vox, ad-libs floating in the background.