Prompt / Lyrics
🎙️ Intro (cinematic, snowy hood soundscape) Snow on the curb… Lights on the houses… Kids runnin’… Sirens in the distance… But somehow… This Christmas always feel like home… 808 slides in… BOOM. ⸻ 🎶 HOOK (R&B trap-soul, catchy, street aesthetic) Christmas on the block feel different, yeah… We ain’t got much but we livin’, yeah… Mama in the kitchen, kids singin’, yeah… 808s hittin’ while the snow still glisten, yeah… Got love in the hood if you listen, yeah… Even when the world go missin’, yeah… We chase peace like a gift we ain’t get yet… But Christmas on the block? Man, we never forget that… ⸻ 🎤 Verse 1 (storytelling, detailed, cinematic) Ayy — Woke up to the sound of kids throwin’ snowballs, Corner store open, old heads makin’ roll calls. Lil homie slid down the block in a fake Gucci scarf, But he got that from his auntie — so he flexin’ hard. OG on the porch yellin’ “Merry Christmas, fool!” He got Hennessy in hand like it’s winter fuel. Neighborhood lights hang crooked on the poles, But somehow they sparkle right into your soul. Lil cousins in the kitchen tryna steal the pies, Uncle swear he chef of the year — boy, he lied. And the dude from up the street tryna sell fake Jordans, Talkin’ ’bout “Holiday sale!” but he can’t stop laughin’. Cold wind blowin’ but the hood still warm, We survive every storm — that’s the norm. We ain’t perfect but we stay transformin’, Christmas on the block like a new world dawnin’. ⸻ 🎶 Pre-Hook (emotional lift) Even when the crime rate high and the funds get low… Love still shine like the lights on the snow… We make memories from nothin’, yeah that’s how we grow… ⸻ 🎶 HOOK (bigger, layered vocals) Christmas on the block feel different, yeah… We ain’t got much but we livin’, yeah… Mama in the kitchen, kids singin’, yeah… 808s hittin’ while the snow still glisten, yeah… Got love in the hood if you listen, yeah… Even when the world go missin’, yeah… We chase peace like a gift we ain’t get yet… But Christmas on the block? Man, we never forget that… ⸻ 🎤 Verse 2 (stronger story, deeper heart) Lights flicker ‘cause the power bill late, But mama still pray like “Lord, make a way.” Dinner on the table, even if the food scarce, We all hold hands like your presence is the fare. Cousin on FaceTime locked up, he thug-smilin’, Said “Y’all have fun, I’ll be home in a while, man.” Grandma hummin’ hymns, got the whole room silent, Then the beat drop heavy — kids back wildin’. Outside, the block look cold but it ain’t, Every house hold a memory, somethin’ quaint. Holiday spirit ain’t gifts or fame, It’s the fact we still show up — that’s the game. We fight, we struggle, we love, we try… We forgive even when we got pride… Christmas on the block taught me how to survive, How to turn every tear to a reason to rise. ⸻ 🎙️ Bridge (soulful, reflective) Yeah… Even in the struggle we shine bright… Even in the darkness there’s still light… Hood angels singin’ through Christmas night… We gon’ be alright… we gon
Tags
Hood Story • Trap-Soul • R&B • Hard 808 Anthem
Duration
3:07
Instrumental
No
Created
12/10/2025