Lyrics
[Verse]
Heart heavy, got the weight of the block in my veins
Cold nights, mama cried, couldn’t stop the rain
Switchblade in my hoodie, had to carve my name
No love in the dirt, loyalty’s a dying flame
Double-crossed, left me bleeding in a field of pain
They want my head, but I’m dodging through the bullets and shame
Fast money, slow death, what the trenches became
Trust dead, I keep it loaded, ain’t no playing this game
[Chorus]
Trenches ain’t loyal, they’ll bury you quick
Love turn to hate, it’s a venomous switch
Survival the code, but it’s making me sick
Yeah, the streets don’t love you, just empty and slick
[Verse 2]
Homie switched, now he talking to the opps for a stack
Saw his face in the courtroom, I can’t take that back
Fake hugs, fake smiles, they all aiming to jack
Had to learn the hard way, now my soul stay black
Pain in my ribs, hunger clawing at my spirit
Cried for some peace, but the void, I can’t clear it
Pistol by my side, I don’t trust what I’m nearin’
Every shadow feel closer, every whisper I’m hearin’
[Prechorus]
Say they ride, but they slide on the low
Say they real, but they fold for the dough
Pain’s the price when you reap what you sow
It’s survival in a world that don’t glow
Style
heavy 808smale vocalsslowrawmelodic aggressiontraprap
Prompt
Make a gutta trap song with NBA YoungBoy flow—melodic aggression, street pain, fast/slow switch-ups, raw emotion, heavy 808s, anger, betrayal, survival bars, real trenches energy
Credits
Prompt byhighwayliving
GeneratedNov 13, 2025
ModelAria v5
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