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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Slow burn
Uh
Look
[Verse 1]
Grey hoodie
Same corner
Same crate
Same owner
Loose change
In the palm of my hand
Bag of chips, black coffee
Working on a plan
Sticker on the fridge
Dream house, blue ink
Mama on the couch
Telling me to think
Old heads arguing
Who had the best run
I’m scribbling my name
On a folded-up one
[Chorus]
Corner store philosophy
Talk cheap, still it’s costing me (yeah)
Big dreams by the lottery
Same block, but it’s calling me, calling me (hey)
Corner store philosophy
Plastic bag full of history
I keep saying it’s all gotta be
More than this, more than this, more than this
[Verse 2]
Late rent
Landlord texting
Heart racing
Still flexing
Three missed calls
From the job I hate
Clock says "soon"
Hope says "wait"
Shorty at the register
Laughing in her mask
Says, "You always daydream"
I just shrug, "That’s my task"
Outside, bus sighs
Like it feels my weight
I’m staring at the sky
While I miss my break
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
If it’s all in my head
Why my chest feel tight? (feel tight)
If the path ain’t dead
Why it hide at night? (at night)
I’m a half-full cart
On a one-way track
Got a barcode heart
They can’t scan that, they can’t scan that (nah)
Details
GeneratedDec 31, 2025
Duration1:59
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dusty boom-bap loop with lazy swing, warm round bass, vinyl hiss. Male vocals laid back, almost behind the beat; ad-libs panned wide and subtle. Verses stay minimal with just drums, bass, and a chopped Rhodes sample; hook opens with stacked gang chants, horn stabs, and a slightly louder snare to lift the energy while keeping it mellow overall., warm, male vocals, bassline
Credits
Prompt by
HollowVotive
HollowVotiveModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, Dusty boom bap loop at a relaxed tempo, swung drums and warm bassline. Male vocals laid back in the pocket, ad‑libs tucked wide. Hook opens up with stacked group chants and subtle horn stabs; ver
