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Lyrics
[Intro]
We were kids in secondhand denim
Hand-me-down dreams on the line
Counting coins at the corner
Calling every sunset mine
[Verse 1]
You had holes in your backpack
I had tape on both my shoes
But we walked like we owned that road
Nothing there to lose
[Pre-Chorus]
They raised their glasses in the sky
Behind those gates and silver drives
We raised our voices
Hearts on fire
Singing out
Singing higher
[Chorus]
I’m an old money beggar
With a brand new heart
Got a broke-down past
But a sky-full start
You can keep your crowns
And your cold gold cars
I’m an old money beggar
Chasing brand new stars (hey!)
[Drop]
(oh) Old money beggar
[Beat slams
Crowd chants the hook]
Old money beggar
[Chopped vocal: "beggar
Beggar" rides the synths]
Old money beggar
We’re the ones who turn the world
[Verse 2]
We learned grace from guilty pleasures
We learned faith from busted brakes
Turned our scars into compass lines
Pointing past their gates
[Pre-Chorus]
They bought their thrones in quiet rooms
We lit our fuse in living rooms
Every bruise another drum
Feel the future as it comes
[Chorus]
I’m an old money beggar
With a brand new heart
Got a broke-down past
But a sky-full start
You can keep your crowns
And your cold gold cars
I’m an old money beggar
Chasing brand new stars
[Bridge]
Hands up
For every time they said we’d never last
Hands up
For every dream they tried to tax
Hands up
If all you’ve got is all you are
That’s enough
That’s enough to go far (woah)
[Chorus]
We’re the old money beggars
With these brand new hearts
From the back-row pews
To the front-row sparks
You can keep your crowns
And your cold gold cars
We’re the old money beggars
Lighting brand new stars
[Final Drop]
Old money beggar
[Beat hits harder
Synths rise]
Old money beggar (oh-oh)
Old money beggar
We’re the ones who turn the world
Details
GeneratedFeb 13, 2026
Duration3:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
Uplifting festival anthem blending Avicii-style folk piano and singalong top-line with Swedish House Mafia-sized progressive drops; start with acoustic guitar and filtered piano, build with bright synth plucks and crowd claps into a euphoric, saw-stack drop on the “old money beggar” hook; driving four-on-the-floor kick, sidechained pads, stacked male/female gang vocals on the chorus; second drop adds bigger supersaws, pitch rises, and chopped vocal riff to hammer the hook into memory.
Credits
Prompt by
JaMa
JaMaModelAria v5
Prompt
Make an avicci song with a touch of swedish house maffia and it should be a drop when they say ”old money Beggan”
With an revoloutional beat thats gonna sit in evryones minds.
