Lyrics
[Intro]
Backroad dust in my rearview
City glow in my eyes
Got one boot on the gas pedal
Other toe on the line (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Mama said “boy, keep your head bowed”
Daddy said “stand up, don’t back down”
Preacher said “follow the right crowd”
World said “post it, make them proud” (hey)
I’ve been torn between prayer and the pressure
Sunday shirt, but I’m chasing this treasure
Small-town name in these big-city letters
Tryna stitch both lives in this leather
[Chorus]
I don’t know who I’m supposed to be
Saint on Sunday, sinner all week
Halo crooked on this fitted T
I’m just tryna breathe, tryna breathe
If I’m lost then that’s on me
But I’m stuck between my roots and dream
Everybody got a plan for me
Who I’m supposed to be, supposed to be
[Verse 2]
Truck bed tailgate, first tattoo
First time that I lied, “yeah, I got you”
Said I’d stay, then I left, that’s a bad truth
Now my heart’s in the ash of the backroom (woo)
I’ve been drowning in the “you should” voices
Scrollin’ through a thousand better choices
But that quiet in my chest gets noisy
When I act like I’m someone I ain’t, it destroys me
[Chorus]
I don’t know who I’m supposed to be
Saint on Sunday, sinner all week
Halo crooked on this fitted T
I’m just tryna breathe, tryna breathe
If I’m lost then that’s on me
But I’m stuck between my roots and dream
Everybody got a plan for me
Who I’m supposed to be, supposed to be
[Bridge]
Maybe I ain’t broken, just in between (in between)
Every “yeah you got this” and every “you should leave” (you should leave)
Maybe all this pressure gonna bend my knees
Till I finally stand up as the realest me (yeah)
[Chorus]
I don’t know who I’m supposed to be
Saint on Sunday, sinner all week
Halo crooked on this fitted T
I’m just tryna breathe, tryna breathe
If I’m lost then that’s on me
But I’m stuck between my roots and dream
Everybody got a plan for me
Who I’m supposed to be, supposed to be (supposed to be)
Style
rapmelodic rap over trap-country fusion: twangy picked acoustic guitar and dusty slide licks tucked under hard-hitting 808s and sharp claps. verses ride mid-temposynth-forward with spacious pads and sub-heavy low end; hook explodes with bass-boosted dropsstacked harmoniesand a sticky singalong top line. male vocalshalf-sung half-spitwith ad-lib echoes and subtle pitch effects on key phrases.country
Prompt
A melodic rap trap country song about who I’m supposed to be. with hard hitting 808s synth verses with bass boosted chorus
Credits
Prompt by
evoman
evomanGeneratedFeb 13, 2026
ModelAria v5
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