Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Dirt roads, diamonds dancin', mud in my veins,
Whispers in the shadows, talkin' 'bout my gains.
Pocket heavy, bricks in the safe,
Enemies lurkin', I can smell the hate.
Lost friends to the green, snakes in the grass,
But I keep the mower runnin', cuttin' 'em fast.
City lights flashin', still country at heart,
Paint a masterpiece, call my pain the art.
[Chorus]
Fuck bitches, get money, that's the creed,
Hungry for the hustle, gotta feed the need.
Runnin' through the jungle, heart of a beast,
Never stop grindin', 'til the paper increase.
[Verse 2]
Blood on my hands, but the ice so clean,
Rags to riches, livin' life like a dream.
Scars on my soul, stories untold,
Gold on my neck, but the heart stay cold.
Chasin' checks, ain't no time for distractions,
Built my empire, brick by brick, no fractions.
Haters wanna see me fall, pray for the slip,
But I'm steady at the wheel, never losin' my grip.
[Chorus]
Fuck bitches, get money, that's the creed,
Hungry for the hustle, gotta feed the need.
Runnin' through the jungle, heart of a beast,
Never stop grindin', 'til the paper increase.
Style
dark piano melodyrapmale vocalsheavy 808strap-inspired
Prompt
A rap song with the voice of youngboy singing “fuck bitches, get money”
Credits
Prompt bySonataNeo-Soul508
GeneratedDec 14, 2025
ModelAria v5
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