Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Third floor hallway
Paint peeling off the wall
You say you’re tryna find yourself
But you don’t call your mom at all
I’m on your front step
Eyes red
Jacket cold
Pocket full of crumpled bills
Stories I ain’t ever told
[Chorus]
You’re lost in the Bronx and I’m lost too
Only got this smoke and this cheap-ass booze
Tryna find you
Tryna find me
In the haze of the night
On these broke-back streets
You’re lost in the Bronx and I’m see-through
Breathing in lies just to feel new
All I really want
All I really need
Is something stronger than this weed and alcohol
(Stronger than this weed and alcohol, hey)
[Verse 2]
Late train rumble
Shakes pictures in the bar
You talk about your father
Like he’s some forgotten star
We pass that corner
Where you used to wait for me
Now it’s just a busted light
Blinking where we used to be
[Chorus]
You’re lost in the Bronx and I’m lost too
Only got this smoke and this cheap-ass booze
Tryna find you
Tryna find me
In the haze of the night
On these broke-back streets
You’re lost in the Bronx and I’m see-through
Breathing in lies just to feel new
All I really want
All I really need
Is something stronger than this weed and alcohol
(Stronger than this weed and alcohol)
[Bridge]
If I put it down
Would you still stay?
If I put it out
Would you fade away?
If we walk home
In the cold
Just us
Could we trust
Could we trust
Could we trust?
[Chorus]
You’re lost in the Bronx and I’m lost too
Only got this smoke and this cheap-ass booze
Tryna find you
Tryna find me
In the haze of the night
On these broke-back streets
You’re lost in the Bronx and I’m see-through
Breathing in lies just to feel new
All I really want
All I really need
Is you to be stronger than this weed and alcohol
(Be stronger than this weed and alcohol, oh)
Style
dusty r&b groove with warm rhodeslazy swung drumsand deep bass. male vocalsintimate and conversational in the verses; chorus lifts with stacked harmonies and airy pads. subtle guitar licks echo between lineshook leans hypnotic and repetitive. bridge strips to vocal and keys before the finalbigger chorus.r&bsoul
Prompt
r&b, r&b, soul in the bronx finding someone that’s lost so am I and the only thing I have is weed and alcohol 
Credits
Prompt bySpicyHook948
GeneratedFeb 23, 2026
ModelAria v5
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