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Lyrics
[Verse]
Cigars burn slow, ash on the throne,
Crown heavy, heart cold, skin like stone.
Gold rings on fingers, stories untold,
Each twist of the band, another soul sold.
Dripped in shadows, riding through the haze,
Horsepower growls, streets ablaze.
Dust kicks up, sun dips low,
In the mirror, her eyes got that glow.
[Chorus]
Gold smoke kings, we ride, we reign,
Glory in the ash, pleasure in the pain.
Gold smoke kings, we live, we sin,
Roll it up, light it up, breathe it in.
[Verse 2]
Leather seats cracked, dreams stitched in seams,
Women with a stare sharper than schemes.
Champagne rivers, drown in the streams,
Diamonds cut light, splitting my dreams.
Chain heavy, neck bruised, can't feel the weight,
Past chasing close, can't outpace fate.
She whispers in my ear, venom sweet,
Lust in her laugh, death at her feet.
[Chorus]
Gold smoke kings, we ride, we reign,
Glory in the ash, pleasure in the pain.
Gold smoke kings, we live, we sin,
Roll it up, light it up, breathe it in.
Details
GeneratedNov 24, 2025
Duration1:44
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, gritty trap, atmospheric tension, beats, dark synths, sparse hi-hats, heavy 808s, male vocals, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byLogicBohemian499
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Cigars, gold rings, riding, woman, rap, trap, hip hop gritty, beats
