Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Get it fast Sit back less Clock still talking Heart beat check [Verse 1] Wake up, same shirt from the late shift Cold fries, rent due, got the bank pissed Whole block tryna flex on the main page I was in the back room, tryna change fate Mom said pray, dad said grind Devil in my DMs tryna buy time “Sign here, all fear, we can skip steps” Told him, “I’d rather bleed than be your best bet” [Chorus] Get it fast, sit back less (yeah) Devil gonna want your soul, I guess He don’t ever pull up for the broke and blessed He just scope who freeze when they feel that stress Get it fast, don’t sell your breath Every shiny deal got a price in debt He gon’ knock when you close to the goal Stay ten toes down, don’t hand him your soul [Verse 2] Bright screens, big teeth, crooked handshake Small print hiding guns in the fan mail New chain, but it hang like a handcuff Whole crew look rich, still mad stuck I was on the rooftop, talkin’ to the sky Said I’d rather lose sleep than live that lie Heard a whisper in the wind, “I can fix your pain” Told that voice, “I can hustle through the rain” [Chorus] Get it fast, sit back less Devil gonna want your soul, I guess He don’t ever pull up for the broke and blessed He just scope who freeze when they feel that stress Get it fast, don’t sell your breath (nah) Every shiny deal got a price in debt He gon’ knock when you close to the goal Stay ten toes down, don’t hand him your soul [Bridge] He say, “Why wait?” I say, “My way” He say, “One taste” I say, “My faith” He gave names, cars, views, all that flex I gave back every line like, “Keep that check” If I gotta lose me just to get that gold Then I’d rather stay broke than be bought and sold [Chorus] Get it fast, sit back less Devil gonna want your soul, I guess He don’t ever pull up for the broke and blessed He just scope who freeze when they feel that stress Get it fast, don’t sell your breath (yeah) Every shiny deal got a price in debt He gon’ knock when you close to the goal Stay ten toes down, don’t hand him your soul (your soul)
Tags
rap, Hybrid trap meets glossy city pop sheen; crisp 808 low-end, shimmering synth keys, and bright funk guitar chops. Male vocals with half-sung, half-rapped swagger; hook explodes with stacked harmonies and airy pads while verses stay tight, percussive, and up-front. Energy starts laid-back menacing, then ramps into a confident, triumphant bounce by the final chorus., soul, pop
Duration
2:39
Instrumental
No
Created
3/2/2026