Lyrics
[Intro]
Late nights
Same block
Same fight
Same thought
[Verse 1]
Can I make it out
Or should I just quit
Watching homies roll dice
Till they vanish in a split
Grandma said “boy, that street love switch”
Smile in your face
Then it drop you in a ditch
Gang banging, slangin’
Never fit my skin
I was writing in the margins
While they tried to pull me in
Headphones on, little notebook, that’s it
Only thing I ever really trusted was this pen
[Pre-Chorus]
Every siren sound
Got me wide awake
Every yellow tape line
Looked like my mistake
If I stay here
I know how it ends
If I bet on this verse
Maybe I save my friends
[Chorus]
Can I make it out or should I just quit
Heart on the line every time that I spit
Gang banging and slangin’ wasn’t my thang
Music was all, I was married to the slang of the slang
(yeah, yeah)
Can I make it out or should I just ride
Pray that this mic be my ticket, my guide
Gang banging and slangin’ wasn’t my thang
Music was all, rap the blood in my veins
[Verse 2]
Seen a shooter in a cap and gown
Two years later, on a T-shirt
Name spelled out
I was in the back room
Staring at a beat
Thinking either I explode
Or I end up in that street
Mama working double, eyes so red
She said “if you got a gift
Better use it till you dead”
So I skip that call
When they say “come slide”
I just loop that bar
Let the pain inside ride
[Bridge]
I ain’t built for a R.I.P. wall (nah)
I’m built for a sold-out hall (yeah)
I’m built for a stage and a mic stand
Not a chalk line curve by the white van
If they clown me now
Let ‘em laugh out loud
When the hook come in
Bet they sing it with the crowd
[Chorus]
Can I make it out or should I just quit
Heart on the line every time that I spit
Gang banging and slangin’ wasn’t my thang
Music was all, I was married to the slang of the slang
(oh woah)
Can I make it out or should I just ride
Pray that this mic be my ticket, my guide
Gang banging and slangin’ wasn’t my thang
Music was all, rap the blood in my veins
Style
rapmoody west coast drill-pop hybrid: swungknocking drumseerie drill bass slidesand shimmering piano over a slowhead-nod tempo. male vocals in a laid-back nate dogg-inspired melodic flow for the hooktighter rhythmic rap on verses. sax stabs answer vocal phrasesviolin pads creep in on pre-chorus for tensionthen chorus opens with stacked harmonies and widened stereo delays. subtle tape echo on key lineshook built to loop and stick.popsaxophonedrillviolinhip hop
Prompt
Hip Hop, Drill, Pop, West coast Nate Dogg type flow
Drums & effects
Saxophone, Violin, piano
Can I make it out or should I just quit
Gang banging and slangin wasn’t my Thang, music was all, rap
Credits
Prompt by
BiScotti
BiScottiGeneratedJan 18, 2026
ModelAria v5
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