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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I seen that smile before
And I know that trick
Gold in the hand
But it come with a grip
He talk sweet, then he fold
Tryna lock your shine
But your name too big
To be boxed in line
You got plans on the table
You got fire in your chest
Don’t trade a whole life
For a badge and a test
I’m tellin’ you straight
When they call, don’t kneel
If it cost your soul
That deal ain't real
[Pre-Chorus]
Oya, hear me now
Look me in the eye
One wrong step, baby
Could change your whole sky
Chain on the ankle
Weight on the soul
Keep your own road
Keep your own gold
[Chorus]
Dont loose your freedom
For a jump suit and handcuffs
Dont loose your freedom
Baby, that trap don't love us
Hold your own name
Hold your own flame
Dont loose your freedom
For a jump suit and handcuffs (no)
[Verse 2]
They like to dress up
Pressure like a prize
Say "this is your chance"
With a snake in disguise
But I know that look
When the door lock click
When the dream turn cold
And the heart get sick
So I spin my waist
And I move from that
Too much life in my feet
To get stuck like that
If the road get rough
I will still stand tall
Better broke and free
Than not free at all
[Pre-Chorus]
Oya, hear me now
Look me in the eye
One wrong step, baby
Could change your whole sky
Chain on the ankle
Weight on the soul
Keep your own road
Keep your own gold
[Chorus]
Dont loose your freedom
For a jump suit and handcuffs
Dont loose your freedom
Baby, that trap don't love us
Hold your own name
Hold your own flame
Dont loose your freedom
For a jump suit and handcuffs (no)
[Bridge]
When the crowd start shouting
And the money look sweet
Remember your mother
Remember your feet
Remember the mirror
And the girl you knew
She didn't come this far
To be owned by you
[Final Chorus]
Dont loose your freedom
For a jump suit and handcuffs
Dont loose your freedom
Baby, that trap don't love us
Hold your own name
Hold your own flame
Dont loose your freedom
For a jump suit and handcuffs (no)
Details
GeneratedMay 11, 2026
Duration2:40
LanguageEnglish
Style
Female vocals, dancehall-leaning urban afrobeats with a tight 102 BPM bounce, skittering log drum pulses, punchy kick-clap groove, and syncopated shakers; verse rides sparse bass and chopped guitar, pre-chorus strips to handclaps and a rising chant, chorus hits with stacked girl doubles and a short call-and-response hook. Delay throws on the warning line, ad-lib bursts, a reversed swell into each drop, and bright, glossy mix with crisp low end and party-ready punch., afrobeats, rap, dancehall
Credits
Prompt by
RichCrown590
RichCrown590ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Dont loose your freedom for a jump suit and handcuffs , female rap, dancehall , urban afrobeats
