Flaws Made of Gold

[Intro]
Yeah
Look
I ain’t perfect
I’m pressure
[Verse 1]
Chip on my shoulder, crack in the glass
Scars on my knuckles from livin’ too fast
Anger in my chest, I turn it to gas
Floor to the metal, I’mleavin’ it last
Doubt in my ear, I muted the noise
Turn every L to a new set of toys
Broke what I was, now I’m buildin’ by choice
Fall on my face, get up, that’s my voice (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m the best me, flaws made of gold
Every bad habit got turned into soul
I was my problem, now I’m my goal
Hate me or love me, I’m takin’ control
I’m the best me, cracked but I shine
Rage in my blood, still stay on the grind
Trip on my past but I walk that line
If I go down, I get up every time (every time)
[Verse 2]
Fear in my throat, I spit it as fire
Used to be petty, now I’m gettin’ higher
Still got a temper, still gettin’ tired
But I keep swingin’, I’m wired to aspire
Dark little thoughts tryna drag me below
I put ‘em on beats, let the whole world know
I’m not my worst day, I’m how far I go
Carvin’ a king out the cracks in the stone (yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m the best me, flaws made of gold
Every bad habit got turned into soul
I was my problem, now I’m my goal
Hate me or love me, I’m takin’ control
I’m the best me, cracked but I shine
Rage in my blood, still stay on the grind
Trip on my past but I walk that line
If I go down, I get up every time (get up every time)

rap, Hard-hitting trap banger, 146 BPM, dark melodic bells over distorted 808s and sharp hi-hats. Male vocals with an intense, percussive flow; hook explodes with stacked gang vocals and octave doubles. Verses stay tight and punchy, with occasional spaced-out ad-libs and rising risers into each chorus drop.