Still Here When It’s Gone

[Verse 1]
They were talkin’, I was quiet
They were laughin’, I was tired of it
Said I’m chasin’ what’s inside your wallet
Funny how it’s empty and I never lost it
Bills paid late, we were sleepin’ on the floor
Take-out boxes stacked by the broken door
They were countin’ up rumors, I was countin’ up scars
You were countin’ on me when you fell apart
[Chorus]
I’m still here when the money’s gone
Stayed through the nights that were way too long
They can keep talkin’, they got it all wrong
If I was in it for the cash, I’d have been moved on
I’m still here when the shine wore off
When the card stopped workin’ and the checks got lost
Tell me who’s standin’ when the numbers drop
If I was in it for the money, I’d have been walked off
[Verse 2]
They ain’t seen you with the fever
Shakin’ in my hoodie, sayin’ “please don’t leave me” (nah)
They ain’t seen me sellin’ old clothes
Just to keep the lights on in your childhood home
I held you in the back of that Uber ride
You were breakin’ down hard, tried to swallow your pride
If all I ever wanted was a stack in your hand
Why I’m right beside you with your back to the wall again?
[Chorus]
I’m still here when the money’s gone
Stayed through the nights that were way too long
They can keep talkin’, they got it all wrong
If I was in it for the cash, I’d have been moved on
I’m still here when the shine wore off
When the card stopped workin’ and the checks got lost
Tell me who’s standin’ when the numbers drop
If I was in it for the money, I’d have been walked off
[Bridge]
People love a story they can twist and spin
But they don’t know the start, they won’t see the end
Let ‘em say whatever while we pay this rent in faith
I ain’t in your pocket, I’m just in your space
[Chorus]
I’m still here when the money’s gone
Stayed through the nights that were way too long
They can keep talkin’, they got it all wrong
If I was in it for the cash, I’d have been moved on
I’m still here when the shine wore off
When the card stopped workin’ and the checks got lost
Tell me who’s standin’ when the numbers drop
If I was in it for the money, I’d have been walked off

rap, Hybrid hip hop/pop with female vocals; moody piano over a tight mid-tempo drum groove, warm sub bass, and crisp hats. Verses are spoken-sung with attitude and close-mic intimacy; chorus blooms into a melodic hook with layered harmonies and airy pads. Second half adds subtle strings and ad-lib stacks for lift, then drops back to piano and vocal for the outro line., hip hop, pop