

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Cheeehhoooo Yeah Uh [Verse 1] Diablo in the boardroom Devil in the spreadsheets Fastest man alive, turn a loss into next week Ninjas in the back, all black in the side streets Polynesian blood in my veins when the drum speaks Bottle on the table, all my cousins getting reckless Drunks at the bar, still we talk about investments I was broke, I was soulless, I was breathless Now I’m sleepless, ruthless, young and restless Scorpion with the mask when I pull up “Get over here,” drag fear out the sewer Fireman lungs, spit smoke, make it too hot Immortal when I clock in, death on a do-not [Chorus] Soulless Still I’m breathing in the darkness (cheeehhoooo) Sleepless Turn the pain into a market Lunatics in the lobby, yeah we running up the bid Fast life, fast hands, every nightmare that I did Soulless But my name on every contract Sleepless Count the demons that I outlast From the islands to the high-rise I’m the fire in the midnight sky [Verse 2] Mortal in the mirror, but my mind move eternal Burn scars, fireman heart, hell’s journal Polynesias in my laugh, in my slang tone Ancestors in the crowd when I stand lone Business on the table, but the rage never clock out Lunatics in suits, every handshake a knockout Ninjas in the dark lot, whisper when the car park Fastest man alive, turn a spark to a landmark Drunks in the alley still screaming my name Cheeehhoooo from the rooftop, blessing the rain I was soulless, now I own this Put my pain in the product, that’s a bonus [Chorus] Soulless Still I’m breathing in the darkness (cheeehhoooo) Sleepless Turn the pain into a market Lunatics in the lobby, yeah we running up the bid Fast life, fast hands, every nightmare that I did Soulless But my name on every contract Sleepless Count the demons that I outlast From the islands to the high-rise I’m the fire in the midnight sky
Tags
rap, Aggressive trap-leaning hip-hop, male vocals. Sparse, sinister piano motif over booming low-end and sharp, skittering hats. Verses tight and breathless, double-time pockets and sudden pauses. Hook explodes with stacked gang vocals on key phrases and filtered shouts. Occasional riser sweeps and reverse hits for drama; final chorus drenched in wide delay and subtle choir pads for an almost mythic feel., hip hop
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2/13/2026