

Prompt / Lyrics
You hear that? yeah… keep it low… Same damn block, same air I know Smoke in my lungs, hard to breathe Same old pain in what I see Shit don’t change, just look the same Still hear steps when nobody came Bassline crawl like it got a soul Dark low-end start to take control Uh… yeah… (“yo… you good?” faint voice) Yeah I hear that… shut the fuck up… I move through nights with no real aim Just heavy thoughts and a fried-up brain Ain’t no peace where I’m standing at Just noise loops and a cracked format Friends turned ghosts, they fade too fast So I don’t build shit built to crash I just ride that low-end tone Till my head don’t feel so alone Smoke too thick in a tight-ass room Everybody here got something to prove Nobody talk, just eyes that stare Like one wrong move put death in the air I don’t ask, I just stay locked in Let the bassline carry my sins Every breath feel heavy as hell Like the air itself don’t do well (“yo chill… somebody outside…”) Yeah I hear it… don’t move like that… No loud shit, just hum in the dark Like the walls got teeth ready to spark I don’t panic, I don’t react I just live where the pressure cracks Trust been dead, I don’t revive Only thing real is staying alive So I sit where the shadows lean Let the sound get mean and mean Bass guitar crawling under my skin Like it knows every place I’ve been No love here, just static noise Lost in low-end decoys I don’t chase, I don’t pretend Just let the night keep bending Till it all fades out the frame And nothing ever feels the same Same block, same smoke, same haze Same damn loop of wasted days Money come but it don’t feel clean Just paper cuts and in-between I seen people switch for less Smile in your face then cut your chest So I keep my circle tight and small Don’t let nobody in at all Bass still hitting like a heartbeat wrong Like it’s dragging me through this song I don’t sleep, I just close my eyes Still hear voices in disguise Talking shit like I owe ‘em breath Like I’m dancing close with death Maybe I am, I don’t really care Long as the bass stays in the air (“turn that down…” distant voice) Nah… keep it loud… fuck that noise… I been numb but I still feel weight Like every second just too late So I ride that low-end pain Let it loop inside my brain Till the room goes dark again And I don’t remember when I don’t reach out, I just let it fade Let the bass keep washing the pain it made No closure here, just static and smoke Same damn loop till I finally choke But I don’t stop, I just stay in it Let the low end break every limit If I disappear, it won’t feel new This whole damn place already been through
Tags
Dark trap production: bass guitar leads, muffled chatter FX, minimal piano, heavy sub 808s, tape-era Memphis feel
3:04
No
4/19/2026