Hurt

You swore it was the last time, said you wouldn’t play, (fuck that) Hurt again, heart’s smashed, H-Town’s where I stay. Told me “never again,” but your ass still lied, Pain’s hittin’ harder, got me fucked up inside.

[Chorus : 8 bars, 20 sec, Soulful R&B harmonies , Ctrl vibe, heavy 808s, glossy synths. Clap breakdown with screw-style vocal chops, Sultry, anthemic, with Houston bravado.] Hurt again, tears don’t stop, drippin’ to the floor, (ooh) Heart broke in these Houston streets, can’t take this no more. Hurt again, don’t know how the fuck I’ll make it through, (nah) Still I’m holdin’ on, my soul’s too trill to lose. Hurt again, cryin’ in the slab, drownin’ in my pain, Heart fucked up, but I’m swangin’ through the rain. Dry these tears, I’ma boss up, watch me flex, Hurt again, but this heart’s still screamin’ “next.”[Post-Chorus Hook: 4 bars, 10 sec, Chopped vocal chops, handclaps, bouncy 808s. Catchy, rhythmic, ad-libs (“H-Town, bitch!”)]Hurt again, ooh, but I’m still trill, (ayy)Boss up, hoe, I’ma keep it real.[Verse 2 : 4 bars, 10 sec, Trap snare roll, slowed synth stabs, screw-style vocal distortion. Ad-libs (“fuck ‘em!”) hood energy. Confident R&B flow, Houston swagger.]You left me down, heart cracked, ridin’ solo in the dark, Hurt again, but I’m clutchin’ on my H-Town heart.Tears hit the pavement, but I’m still that chick, Swangin’ through the pain, yeah, my grind don’t quit.

Hurt again, tears can’t stop, drippin’ to the floor, (ooh)Heart broke in these Houston streets, can’t take this no more.

Hurt again, don’t know how the fuck I’ll make it through, (nah)Still I’m holdin’ on, my soul’s too trill to lose.

Hurt again, cryin’ in the slab, drownin’ in my pain, Heart fucked up, but I’m swangin’ through the rain.Dry these tears, I’ma boss up, watch me flex, Hurt again, but this heart’s still screamin’ “next.”[Bridge : 4 bars, 10 sec, Minimal 808 pulse, chopped harmonies, then hi-hat rolls and distorted synths,bold attitude. Screw-style transition.Bold, rap-sung, H-Town hood energy.] Ayy, hurt again, fuck your games, I’m done, (bitch) Built my crown from the mud, yeah, I won. No more tears, I’m the queen of these streets, H-Town reppin’, watch me stunt on this beat! [Final Chorus : 8 bars, 20 sec, R&B choir, sparkling synths, trap breakdown with slowed 808 slides,] Hurt again, tears don’t stop, drippin’ to the floor, (ooh) Heart broke in these Houston streets, can’t take this no more