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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Long day
Still going
Listen
[Verse 1]
I was broke on the weekday
Counting coins in a ashtray
Mama praying in the kitchen light
Told me "make a way, don’t just wish it right"
So I took that bus, two transfers
Headphones on, scribbling answers
Every L that I took, turned to language
Every scar on my name, turned to canvas
[Chorus]
This that midnight run
Heart beat drums, I don’t ever run from it
Turn that pain to a check
Every setback, I just gotta stunt on it
From the dirt, I rose
Yeah, I rose, still got mud on my kicks
This that midnight run
Whole new script from the same old bricks
[Verse 2]
Had friends turn ghost when I leveled
Said I changed, nah, I wrestled with the devil
In my head, in my phone, in the mirror
Cleared my page, made the vision way clearer
Now I move with a small squad
Three deep, that’s a tripod
One ride, we all ride, that’s law
Talk cheap, but the grind talk raw
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedJan 11, 2026
Duration1:49
LanguageTurkish
Style
rap, Boom-bap grit with a modern bounce, swung drums and a fat round bass line. Sparse minor-key piano stabs and filtered horns in the verses, hook explodes with stacked chant vocals and a distorted sub drop. Male vocals riding ahead of the beat with crisp doubles and ad-libs; mix leans dry and in-your-face for a street-cypher feel., hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
DJ_Miguel01
DJ_Miguel01ModelAria v5
Prompt
hip hop
