Lyrics
[Verse]
Life's tightrope, no net, no harness,
City’s cold, streets bite, heartless.
Bills stack like Jenga, tumblin’ towers,
Clock ticks slow, but I’m burnin’ hours.
Got dreams like a stadium, bright and packed,
But doubts creep in, shadows attack.
Hustle’s my anthem, grind’s my creed,
Plantin’ seeds for a forest, just need to believe.
[Chorus]
Work hard, play harder, that’s the code,
Carry the load, still lighten the road.
Smoke a little green, let the stress unwind,
Big drugs? Nah, leave those behind.
[Verse 2]
Life’s a maze, rats chase the cheddar,
But I’m here for the cheese and the laughs together.
Clocks tick like bombs, can’t defuse,
But I won’t let the grind be my only muse.
Sweat drips, hands calloused from the work,
But I smile through the pain, no time to lurk.
Eyes on the prize, but I savor the now,
Fun’s the reward for the sweat on my brow.
[Bridge]
Don’t need no needle, no powdery bliss,
The high I chase comes from moments like this.
Friends, beats, and the smoke in the air,
I’m alive, I’m kickin’, I’m free, I swear.
Style
rapgroovymale vocalship-hopbass-heavy
Prompt
Rap about life and how hard it is, but no matter what you should have fun and work hard so you can play even harder smoke. A little weed stay away from the big drugs, like cocaine or heroin, male
Credits
Prompt by
racingman420
racingman420GeneratedJul 17, 2025
ModelAria v4