Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Heart on my sleeve, it got snatched Thought we was team, you just watched Said you was real, you detached Left me on E in the dark Trust ain’t a word, it’s receipts You burned ‘em all in the street Now every “I got you” I hear Sound like somebody gon’ cheat [Chorus] Life feel like a crime scene Yellow tape ‘round my dreams Every time I open up Somebody run off with the key Life feel like a crime Hands up all the time Gave you all my trust You just crossed that line (yeah, you crossed that line) [Verse 2] Sleep with my shoes on, I’m tense Love turned to chalk on cement I used to open my chest Now I just open the vents Robbed of my peace, of my joy Left me with noise in my head You took the “us” that we had And walked away with the best [Chorus] Life feel like a crime scene Yellow tape ‘round my dreams Every time I open up Somebody run off with the key Life feel like a crime Hands up all the time Gave you all my trust You just crossed that line (crossed that line) [Bridge] How I give my last and still feel empty? (yeah) How I call it love, it look so deadly? If trust is a vault and you got entry Why you leave me broke, like I ain’t worth a penny? [Chorus] Life feel like a crime scene Yellow tape ‘round my dreams Every time I open up Somebody run off with the key Life feel like a crime Hands up all the time Gave you all my trust You just crossed that line (that line, that line)
Tags
rap, Moody trap beat with dark keys and distant vocal chops, male vocals. Close, confessional verses with sparse 808 hits and ticking hi-hats; hook swells with layered ad-libs and sub-bass drops. Keep energy simmering, last chorus adds extra harmonies and delay throws for a haunted afterglow.
Duration
2:31
Instrumental
No
Created
2/22/2026