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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This ain't about beef, nah
Just stay in your lane, yeah
Listen up
[Verse 1]
Why you staring at my ride like you know me?
Is it really me or just the show, see?
You got issues, don't need to bring my passenger in it
Actin’ tough, talkin' loud, but really, you just timid
[Pre-Chorus]
You call yourself a goon, but where your guts at?
Hide behind the crowd, scared to face that
Talkin’ big, talkin’ tough, all for the social
But real ones know, y'all just folks, yo
[Chorus]
If you got a problem, come see me directly
Why you bringin’ my family into the fuss, see?
They talk a lot but never put hands to it
Make it make sense, yo, don’t start, just quit
[Verse 2]
You wanna smack my mom? Keep it on the low
I ain't the one to play, but I let you know the show
Address me direct, don’t hide in the shadows
Real recognizes real, so don’t act shallow
[Pre-Chorus]
You call yourself a goon, but where your guts at?
Hide behind the crowd, scared to face that
Talkin’ big, talkin’ tough, all for the social
But real ones know, y'all just folks, yo
[Chorus]
If you got a problem, come see me directly
Why you bringin’ my family into the fuss, see?
They talk a lot but never put hands to it
Make it make sense, yo, don’t start, just quit
[Outro]
Stay in your lane, boy, this isn’t your fight
If you scared, better back out, end of the night
I’m the owner, I handle my own, that’s real life
Keep it peaceful, no stress, no strife
[Intro]
Yeah, I seen it all, I been through the calls
Talking 'bout your ride, but you barely ball
Guess it's pride, but what’s the cost?
Got me lost in the lies, feel the frost
[Verse 1]
Why you mad? Tell me why you actin' shady
Big boys talkin’ 'bout they got the cash, but they lazy
Jealous 'cause they see the weight they can't lose
Talking 'bout the life, but they refuse the truth
[Pre-Chorus]
Call yourself a baller, but borrow from your shorty
Using her whip, acting all sporty
Riding on a bike while you flexin' like a king
Ain’t about the shoes or the bling, it’s about the real thing
[Chorus]
I smell broke boys, vibes is so fake
Talking 'bout the cash, but it’s always a mistake
Ain't about the fame or the size of the bank
Broken promises, feelings tanked
[Verse 2]
You talking ‘bout Tints and asks for some change
Could’ve been stable, now you out of range
Gave you furniture, let you set your space
But all you do is chase a different face
[Pre-Chorus]
Credit scores high, but your lies lower
Asking everyone, the true sign shows ya
Living on the edge, but it’s a thin line
Hustle for the real, never just to shine
[Chorus]
I smell broke boys, vibes is so fake
Talking 'bout the cash, but it’s always a mistake
Ain’t about the fame or the size of the bank
Broken promises, feelings tanked
[Bridge]
Can’t pay Arron’s, still ask for favors
Stack your pride while your pockets waver
Broken-Boy syndicate, that’s the game
Only broke Negas caught in shame
[Outro]
So keep talkin’, keep walkin’, but I see through the facade
Real love, real life, not about the fraud
You ain't about the grind, just about the shame
Broke boys’ vibes, always stay the same
Details
GeneratedMar 20, 2026
Duration3:26
Style
Street rap, raw and energetic with a confrontational tone, trap beats, and aggressive flow
Credits
Prompt byBlack Scorpio
ModelAria v5
