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Lyrics
[INTRO]
Yo…
Block 9, rain on the windowpane
Same dark thoughts, different day
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[VERSE]
I was sixteen, broke, pissed off, stressed
Mum doing doubles, debt on her neck
Fridge near empty, electric gone
Landlord ringing the phone non-stop
Then I saw man pull up in a German whip
Fresh tracksuit, cash in his fist
Said, “Little bro, you can make this quick”
I said, “Fuck it,” and jumped right in
Started with runs, then the runs got long
Then the wrong crowd felt like home
Every pound made me feel less broke
Every lie got easier told
Eighteen now and I’m moving bait
Eyes on me every time I step gate
Can’t trust friends, can’t trust girls
Can’t trust half of this fucked-up world
Then one night when the rain came down
Blue lights flashing all through town
Saw one face on the pavement laid out
Still see that shit when the lights go out
Now I’m twenty with the curtains drawn
Heart still racing at half-past four
Got money once, but it came at a cost
Lost myself…
And that’s worse than loss.
[OUTRO]
Rain still falls on Block 9.
Nothing changes.
Nothing forgets.
Details
GeneratedJun 18, 2026
Duration1:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
Uk drill, dubstep influences, male. Uk rap, grime
Credits
Prompt by
Mistabishi
MistabishiModelAria v5.5
