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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.
Details
GeneratedJul 17, 2025
Duration3:38
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, groovy, male vocals, hip-hop, bass-heavy
Credits
Prompt by
racingman420
racingman420ModelAria v4
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
