Lyrics
[Intro]
(Yeah)
Mic hot
Stage sweat
Look
[Verse 1]
They threw dirt on my name, I grew roots in it
Turned every doubt to a bruise, put the truth in it
They want me broken, I’m busy building a roof with it
Rain on my head, I still smile, I’m aloof in it
Came from a room where the walls had ears
Mama had bills, I had big fears
Now I got drive like I switched gears
If they pray I fall, tell ’em sit here
I took loss after loss, that was strength training
Every “no” that I got had my chest gaining
Weight on my back, still the steps staying
Firm on the floor, all this breath claiming
[Pre-Chorus]
They talk big on the net, that’s cheap
I talk life to the kids I keep
In my heart, in the row, front seat
When I rise, they rise with me
[Chorus]
Too much strength to let them haters win (yeah)
Built this body from the doubt I’m in (uh)
Hands up high, let the battle begin (hands up)
If I fall once, I’ma stand again
Too much strength to let them haters win (no way)
They throw shade, I just grow my skin (grow)
Heart too tough, they can’t break within
Too much strength, too much strength
[Verse 2]
They said, “Slow down,” I just laced tighter
Turned every “lesser than” to a stage brighter
They whisper hate, I’m a rage writer
Put it in a verse, now the flame higher
Look, I been tired, but I don’t break
Pressure on my neck, but it’s home plate
Swing through fear till the bones ache
I don’t fit in, I make my own shape
I seen friends turn cold for a quick mention
All that envy got a sick tension
I don’t beg for a fake friendship
I just lift up the ones with the same vision
[Pre-Chorus]
They talk loud when the lights turn on
But they quiet when the fight stay long
I got scars that recite my song
Every mark on my skin say “strong”
[Chorus]
Too much strength to let them haters win (nah)
Turn that noise to a battle hymn (hey!)
Every cut turned thick, not thin
Every doubt turned steel in limb
Too much strength to let them haters win
You can see it in the way I grin
I been down, but I won’t give in
Too much strength, too much strength
[Bridge]
(Yeah)
Who you think I am?
Not the sum of your jokes or your little scams
I’m the kid that they counted out, still I stand
Both feet on the edge, still trust my hands
Every side-eye stare, that was weight to lift
Every rumor in the air was a gift I flipped
Y’all wrote me off, but you missed this script
I’m the plot twist walking with a tighter grip
[Chorus]
Too much strength to let them haters win (too much)
Built from pain, I’m my own twin (yeah)
Past me cheering while I step back in
Every round I’m reborn again
Too much strength to let them haters win
From the ground to the top, I’ve been
Through the fire, came out with a grin
Too much strength, too much strength (hey!)
Style
rapgrimy live hip hop cypher energymale vocals over raw drum kitthick bassand tense minor-key piano stabs. verses stay close-mic and conversationalcrowd noise tucked low; hook explodes with shouted gang vocals and stacked ad-libs. occasional dj cuts and dropouts underline punchlineslast chorus rides a half-time switch for maximum head-nod.hip hop
Prompt
Too much strength to let them haters win, male, live, rap, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byKingdrkblde
GeneratedJan 19, 2026
ModelAria v5
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