Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tired of the games you play
Talk big, then you fade away
I’m the fool that stays too long
You switch up when the night gets strong
I spent bread on a fake smile
Blew through cash for a dead file
You was here for the quick thrill
I was here with my chest still
Now my hands shake, my jaw tight
Seen the truth in the raw light
You don’t love, you just take
Then you vanish when hearts break
[Pre-Chorus]
Say you want me, then you don’t
Pull me close, then you won’t
Got me stuck in the loop
Got me dizzy in the truth
[Chorus]
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
You broke it, now I bleed
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
You took what you could see
Ain’t nobody angry like me
[Verse 2]
I seen phones lit with the lies
Seen the truth in your eyes
You collect love like spare change
Then you act like I’m strange
I was soft, now I’m cold
You ran game, I got sold
Dropped my trust in your hands
You let it slip where it lands
Now I’m done with the bait
Done with love that’s too late
If you call, let it ring
I don’t need another sting
[Pre-Chorus]
Say you want me, then you don’t
Pull me close, then you won’t
Got me stuck in the loop
Got me dizzy in the truth
[Chorus]
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
You broke it, now I bleed
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
You took what you could see
Ain’t nobody angry like me
[Bridge]
I gave you real, you gave me smoke
I gave you trust, you told a joke
Now the hurt don’t sit polite
It got teeth and it wants fight
One more line, then I’m gone
No more grace, no more song
You can keep that empty shine
I’m not yours, and you’re not mine
[Final Chorus]
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
You broke it, now I bleed
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Ain’t nobody angry like me
I lost you, but I’m free
Ain’t nobody angry like me
Style
angry rap with hard-hitting boom-bap drumsgritty syncopated 808 accentsand a tense bassline that stalks the pocket; verse rides sparse snares and cold piano stabspre-chorus strips to drums and a clipped vocal chantchorus hits with stacked doubles and shouted ad-libs. reverse cymbal swellssiren-like risersand tape-stop drops bridge the sections. close-mic lead vocalsharpconfrontationaland dry in the facewith distorted hook layers on the last words; mix is aggressivepunchyand front-heavy.rap
Prompt
Tired of the games people be playing you wanna talk then you fall off i’m the ass that falls for it leave my heart broken dropping money like it nothing on hoes that ain’t real ain’t nobody angry rap
Credits
Prompt by
chrismichael331
chrismichael331GeneratedJun 7, 2026
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