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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Told you we’d make it
This for the family
All of us
[Verse 1]
Used to split one plate three ways
Now we order what we want
Leave change
Worked late
Same hoodie
Same fade
Prayed hard
Turned the stress into game
First call I made
Hit momma phone
Said
"Pack one bag
You ain’t goin’ home"
We pullin’ up past gates
Big stone
Her name on that deed in gold tone
[Chorus]
Momma got the mansion
Sister got the Benz
Baby momma good
Son iced to the end
Whole hood watchin’ like
"There he go again"
I finally got the bag
Now I’m breakin’ off my friends
Momma got the mansion
Sister got the Benz
Baby momma good
Son iced to the end
Hands to the sky
I ain’t goin’ back again
I finally got the bag
Now I’m breakin’ off my kin
[Verse 2]
Sis used to Uber
Now she push start
Red leather seats match her big heart
Told her
"Pick a color
Any
That part"
She laughin’ with the key fob
Can’t park
Baby momma stressed while I chased checks
Held me down when the bank said "next"
Now we out front store with the big flex
Car seat shine with the same gold neck
Lil man shoes cost more than my rent did
Show him both worlds
Every time I visit
"All this yours if you stand on business"
He just smile like
"Daddy
We did it"
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
We ain’t rich ‘til the fam all fed
We ain’t up ‘til the tears all shed
Bought ‘em things
But I bought ‘em peace
Bought ‘em nights where they finally sleep
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 25, 2025
Duration2:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
Triumphant modern trap anthem, mid-tempo bounce. Deep, round bass and crisp hi-hats under swaggering male vocals. Verse rides sparse, dark keys and muted pads, then chorus widens with bright synth plucks, stacked hooks, and ad-lib hype. Second half brings subtle choir pads and a filtered breakdown before the final hook punches back in.
Credits
Prompt by
WilliBanz
WilliBanzModelAria v5
Prompt
I finally hit it big now I got the bag I'm buying my mom's a house sister a Benz and a whole lot of stuff for baby momma and son
