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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)
Details
GeneratedMar 2, 2026
Duration2:39
LanguageEnglish
Style
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
Credits
Prompt by
JohnieWaka
JohnieWakaModelAria v5
Prompt
Get it fast
Sit back less
Devil gonna want your soul, rap, trap, city pop
