Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Whole block know my name
They just know the headline, not the pain
See the ink on my hands, think I'm proud of it
They don't see the nights I never got out of it
Front seat, blacked-out ride, I ain't breathing
Phone ping, drop spot, can’t be seen leaving
Got a list of what I owe and who I owe
Got a list of who's gone that I don't show
[Chorus]
I wear this porcelain armor
So they can’t see I'm shaking
Act like my heart is harder
Than all the doors I'm breaking
If I look like danger
Maybe they let me stay alive
I'm not a monster, baby
I'm just trying to survive (survive)
[Verse 2]
Duct tape in the trunk, that’s insurance
Cold eyes in the mirror, fake endurance
Talk tough, play wolf for the payout
Pray soft, small voice in the hideout
Thoughts running like rats in the walls
Every order that I take, every call
It's comply or you vanish in a ditch somewhere
So I do what I do, then I sit and stare
[Chorus]
I wear this porcelain armor
So they can’t see I'm shaking
Act like my heart is harder
Than all the doors I'm breaking
If I look like danger
Maybe they let me stay alive
I'm not a monster, baby
I'm just trying to survive (trying to survive)
[Bridge]
Tell me, would you still curse my name
If you lived one hour in my skin? (oh)
You see the bruises that I give
Not the ones buried within
Every scar that I hand out
Is a scar that I don't take
I'm stuck in this script they wrote me
Just fighting not to break
[Chorus]
I wear this porcelain armor
So they can’t see I'm shaking
Act like my heart is harder
Than all the doors I'm breaking
If I look like danger
Maybe they let me stay alive
I'm not a monster, baby
I'm just trying to survive (survive)
Style
rapdark cinematic trap beat with moody piano and distant sirens; female vocals flip between razor-edged rap in the verses and wounded melodic hooks in the chorus. heavy 808s and sparse percussion keep it tense; eerie pads swell under the hook with stacked harmonies and whispered ad-libs to hint at vulnerability under the hard persona.female vocals
Prompt
female voice, rap combined with singing. About a gangster life and having to be forced to have a tough exterior, but in reality you are just trying to survive. Guns, kidnapping and torture.
Credits
Prompt by
VildeSophiaSO
VildeSophiaSOGeneratedFeb 20, 2026
ModelAria v5
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