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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—)
Details
GeneratedMar 1, 2026
Duration2:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
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
Credits
Prompt bymikewatts
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A r&b love story about the what ifs in a relationship that didn’t end good rap chorus New York drill beat with a lot of subliminal messages
