Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
From the mud with it
Still here
Still standin' (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Mama said pray, I was countin' every dollar
Eviction on the door, I was drownin' in the drama
Unc in the kitchen, turnin' nightmares into product
Taught me how to get it, told me "nephew, stay solid"
Cold nights, same hoodie, same shoes, same block
Hungry on the corner, only dreamin' 'bout a pot
Lost bro to the cells, other homie in the box
Now I talk to his picture when I'm twistin' off the top
[Chorus]
I'm loyal to the soil, to the pain that raised me
Had to bleed for this hustle, ain't a soul that saved me
If you wasn't in the struggle, you can't call me family
I done stood in that fire, let the flames remake me
I'm loyal to the soil, to the scars that shaped me
If I said that I got you, then you know I'm stayin'
From the gutter to the glory, they can hate, I'll take it
I'm loyal to the soil, yeah, the real gon' praise it (woo)
[Verse 2]
I was runnin' from the reaper, but he camped on the curb
Every siren was a warning, every call was a word
Kept a pistol by the Bible, had my faith in the dirt
Tryna win with the same hand that been cursed since birth
Fake love, they was cheerin' when the pack came in
Same ones disappeared when the trap caved in
Still I fed who was hungry, split the last plate thin
If you ate at this table, that's my last name then (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm loyal to the soil, to the pain that raised me
Had to bleed for this hustle, ain't a soul that saved me
If you wasn't in the struggle, you can't call me family
I done stood in that fire, let the flames remake me
I'm loyal to the soil, to the scars that shaped me
If I said that I got you, then you know I'm stayin'
From the gutter to the glory, they can hate, I'll take it
I'm loyal to the soil, yeah, the real gon' praise it (loyal)
[Bridge]
If I fall, I'ma fall on my feet, not my face (feet, yeah)
If I starve, all my dawgs get a bite of my plate (my plate)
If I win, then we all get a key to the gate (we up)
If I go, just remember how I carried the weight (carried the weight)
[Chorus]
I'm loyal to the soil, to the pain that raised me
Had to bleed for this hustle, ain't a soul that saved me
If you wasn't in the struggle, you can't call me family
I done stood in that fire, let the flames remake me
I'm loyal to the soil, to the scars that shaped me
If I said that I got you, then you know I'm stayin'
From the gutter to the glory, they can hate, I'll take it
I'm loyal to the soil, yeah, the real gon' praise it
Style
rapsparse southern trap beat with detuned bellsbooming sub-bassand crisp claps. male vocalshalf-sung melodies on the hookverses sit gritty and close-mic’d. ad-libs tucked around the lead808s swing hard but leave pockets. hook lifts with stacked harmonies and a subtle churchy pad under the chords for extra pain and glory.emotionalminimalraw
Prompt
Southern trap with gritty street lyrics, heavy bass, raw emotional delivery, melodic hooks, confident swagger, themes of loyalty, hustle, pain, and real-life struggles, minimal but hard-hitting produc
Credits
Prompt by
NorthOfNowhere
NorthOfNowhereGeneratedFeb 21, 2026
ModelAria v5
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