

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I packed my hurt in a black trash bag Left that house with my last good bag You can keep the blame, keep the loud mouth I was small in that room, now I’m out Same old text, same old bait Try to pull me back through that gate But I seen too much, I know the trick Love ain’t love when it leaves you sick You call it blood like that fixes sin But blood still spills where the cuts come in I learned the hard way, I learned quick Some ties are rope, and some are wick [Pre-Chorus] I’m done with the push and pull Done being the place you bruise If peace means I walk alone Then baby, I’m choosing truth [Chorus] Blood don’t make a family I choose my peace, I choose my peace Blood don’t make a family You don’t get me with a title, please I choose my peace, I choose my peace I choose my peace, I choose my peace (I choose) Blood don’t make a family I’m free when I let you be [Verse 2] I tried to stay when the room got cold Tried to hold it down, tried to play my role Wore my smile like a paid-up debt But every “fix it” came with a threat No more shrinking to fit your frame No more answering when you call my name No more chairs at a table of shame I won’t starve just to feed your flame I got a soft heart, I got a hard line Got a new number and a peace sign If you come around with the same old storm I’ll close that door and lock it warm [Pre-Chorus] I’m done with the push and pull Done being the place you bruise If peace means I walk alone Then baby, I’m choosing truth [Chorus] Blood don’t make a family I choose my peace, I choose my peace Blood don’t make a family You don’t get me with a title, please I choose my peace, I choose my peace I choose my peace, I choose my peace (I choose) Blood don’t make a family I’m free when I let you be [Bridge] I used to call it love When it felt like a cage Now I know better, now I know I don’t owe you my whole life page I can grieve what never grew I can leave and still be true I can build a name from joy Not from what you put me through [Final Chorus] Blood don’t make a family I choose my peace, I choose my peace Blood don’t make a family You don’t get me with a title, please I choose my peace, I choose my peace I choose my peace, I choose my peace (I choose) Blood don’t make a family I’m free when I let you be
Tags
Hip-hop rap with female vocals, mid-tempo swung drums and a მძიმე 808 bounce; verse rides sparse piano stabs and clipped handclaps, pre-chorus opens with filtered pads and a rising snare roll, chorus lands on a chanty hook with doubled leads and gang ad-libs. Bridge pulls back to kick, bass, and a raw close-mic confession, then final chorus returns with extra harmony stacks, reverse swells, and a bright but gritty punchy mix., rap
3:24
No
4/20/2026