

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You left your hoodie on my chair Still smells like August in my room We went from talking every night To scrolling past each other like it’s cool You used to circle every flaw Call it “art” then kiss my face Now you just circle round my block In that new car, like I’m erased (yeah) [Chorus] What if we stayed What if we tried What if that night you pulled up I actually got in the ride What if that ring in your drawer Ever made it to my hand Guess we were close to forever But “almost” don’t ever expand What if you answered my texts What if I swallowed my pride What if your mama liked me You didn’t pick the other side Funny how you did your dirt Right when I cleaned up my name Now you just post like you happy Still quoting my pain (uh) [Verse 2] You told your friends I did you wrong That’s cute, that’s fiction on repeat You never mention all those times I paid in silence, bled in secret You out in club pics, bottle glow Acting like love don’t leave a bruise I see the captions throwing shade But every sub still spells my view (yeah) You say you winning, that’s a stretch You still wearing all our plans I see that bracelet on your wrist That’s my initials on your hand (on your hand) [Chorus] What if we stayed What if we grew What if you talked to me straight Instead of talking through your crew What if that flight you booked out Was really meant for us two Guess you took off with your pride Left all the truth in my shoes What if I never went ghost What if you never kept score What if that “blocked” on your phone Was just a knock on my door Funny how you do your dirt Right when I’m changing my ways Now every quote in your story Still spelling my name (still spelling my—)
Tags
rap, Moody New York drill beat at midtempo, 808s sliding under crisp hi-hats and icy stabs; male vocals. Verses lean R&B melodic with soft harmonies and filtered pads, then the hook snaps into a half-sung, half-rapped drill cadence. Subliminal disses tucked into background ad-libs, subtle pitch-shift doubles on key phrases. Final chorus widens with airy vocal stacks and a thicker low end for a bittersweet, cinematic finish., drill, r&b
2:18
No
3/1/2026