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Lyrics
[Verse]
Cold nights, Delaware frost on my skin,
AR-15 dreams where the grind don't end.
No weed, no booze, just the clock that ticks,
Sleep my only vice, stacking bricks on bricks.
Few friends, tight circle, love runs deep,
For my boys, my blood, and my grandbaby's sleep.
[Chorus]
Grind, grind, AR-15 in my mind,
No time, no shine, just the hustle I find.
Eagles green in my veins, Philly soul in my chest,
Life’s a game, I’m the player, no need for the rest.
[Verse 2]
Joystick commander, gaming life on the screen,
Pixel wars to reality, chasing the unseen.
Delaware home but my soul’s in the Linc,
Fly Eagles fly, make the doubters rethink.
Not many friends, but the love’s all gold,
Loyalty rare, in a world so cold.
[Chorus]
Grind, grind, AR-15 in my mind,
No time, no shine, just the hustle I find.
Eagles green in my veins, Philly soul in my chest,
Life’s a game, I’m the player, no need for the rest.
[Bridge]
Gunmetal skies, ambition on reload,
Dreams lock and load, heavy like a cheat code.
No bottles poppin', just visions I chase,
Focused like a sniper, every move in its place.
[Chorus]
Grind, grind, AR-15 in my mind,
No time, no shine, just the hustle I find.
Eagles green in my veins, Philly soul in my chest,
Life’s a game, I’m the player, no need for the rest.
Details
GeneratedAug 13, 2025
Duration3:20
LanguageEnglish
Style
sleep, soul, hip hop, sparse hi-hats, heavy 808s, rap, male vocals, dark tones, haunting synth pads, ambient
Credits
Prompt by
Denway
DenwayModelAria v4
Prompt
rap, hip hop, ambient
AR-15
Gun life
No weed
No alcohol
Just sleep and grind
Not many friends
Got love for my boys and granddaughter
Video game junkie
Delaware home philly soul
Eagles fan
