Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We were day ones
shared blood, not name
Same scars, same streets
same broke, same pain
You slept on my floor
I fed you my last plate
Called you my brother
you called it fate
Told you about her
how my hands would shake
Showed you her picture
said my heart might break
You laughed, said "damn"
said I should go chase
You were already
planning how to take my place
[Chorus]
You fake-ass friend, you snake in my bed
Took the one thing living up in my head
I hope that kiss tastes bitter as fuck
'Cause you burned this bridge, now you're stuck
You fucked my trust, you fucked my dreams
Tore this heart at the goddamn seams
You and her can drown in that lie you built
Best friend, my ass, you're a thief in guilt
[Verse 2]
Saw your name light up
on her goddamn phone
Said it was "friendly"
but the tone was cold
"He's just checking in"
yeah, checking my grave
Digging in deep
while you smile and wave
You said, "Relax, bro"
called me insane
Meanwhile you're driving her
home in the rain
Playing my playlist
saying my lines
Using my secrets
that I gave you in time
[Chorus]
You fake-ass friend, you snake in my bed
Took the one thing living up in my head
I hope that kiss tastes bitter as fuck
'Cause you burned this bridge, now you're stuck
You fucked my trust, you fucked my dreams
Tore this heart at the goddamn seams
You and her can drown in that lie you built
Best friend, my ass, you're a thief in guilt
[Bridge]
Fuck your "sorry"
fuck your "bro"
Keep your lies
and your late-night shows
You can both sleep
in the mess you made
I’ll be the storm
you hear every day (yeah)
[Chorus]
You fake-ass friend, you snake in my bed
Took the one thing living up in my head
I hope that kiss tastes bitter as fuck
'Cause you burned this bridge, now you're stuck
You fucked my trust, you fucked my dreams
Tore this heart at the goddamn seams
You and her can drown in that lie you built
Best friend, my ass, you're a thief in guilt
Style
rapaggressive rap-rock hybrid with male vocalsdrop-tuned guitars locked to a hard trap groove. verses spit double-time over chugging palm mutes and 808 substhen choruses explode with shouted gang vocals and open power chords. sparse breakdown before the last hookwith filtered drums and spoken venomthen a final full-band hit that cuts off sharp.rock
Prompt
rap, rock about your best friend betraying you by taking the girl of your dreams, lots of swearing words
Credits
Prompt byIndieNoise687
GeneratedFeb 1, 2026
ModelAria v5
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