Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Grrah City talkin' I listen [Verse 1] Born in the smoke Raised in the sirens Mom said “leave” I built an empire Brown paper bag Under my bomber Heart on my sleeve Blade in my pocket (grrah) Block full of wolves Teeth full of powder Lips taste sin Eyes see power I walk that line Taxi lights blurred Every small corner Know my word [Chorus] The city of New York is drill, grrah I’m outside posted still, grrah Drug, sex, money, that thrill, grrah I love my city, it’s real, real (uh) The city of New York is drill, grrah My heart, my home, my film, grrah Write my name in the steel, grrah I love my city, it’s real, real [Verse 2] Night shift queen Keys in the hallway Hoodie up tight Dreams in the crawlspace He say he love me I trust the numbers Bedsheet twisted Cash by the covers I seen too much To be scared of thunder Gun flash, car crash Concrete hunger Pray in the trap Laugh at the danger Kiss my reflection Know I’m that stranger (grrah) [Chorus] The city of New York is drill, grrah I’m outside posted still, grrah Drug, sex, money, that thrill, grrah I love my city, it’s real, real (yeah) The city of New York is drill, grrah My heart, my home, my film, grrah Write my name in the steel, grrah I love my city, it’s real, real (grrah, grrah)
Tags
rap, Dark New York drill rap, female vocals, aggressive UK-style drum patterns with sliding bass and eerie bell loop; verses tight and percussive, hook chanted with stacked gang vocals, occasional pitched-down doubles and ad-libs, mix leaning heavy on low-end and sharp hi-hats for club and car impact, drill
Duration
1:22
Instrumental
No
Created
3/6/2026