

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Hit send on a late-night prayer Came back with a blue check glare Red tag on my soul, that’s spam Clicked “I agree,” didn’t read the scam He said, “Kid, you want charts and chains? Front row seats, private planes?” All I heard was “escape this place” Didn’t see the claws in the fine-print space (yeah) [Chorus] I made a deal with the Devil in the DMs Signed my name in the glow of the screen, yeah Fame on tap, every wish on premium But every little hit got a piece of me leaking I made a deal with the Devil in the DMs Now the crowd screams loud, but I can’t see them Got gold on my neck, but my heart in the deep end Tell me, tell me, what did I even believe in? [Verse 2] Label call, they speak in numbers Every hit just feeds my hunger Mama text, “You still my boy?” Leave her on read chasing hollow noise Backstage, forty faces, all strangers Handshake smiles with a taste of danger He’s in the corner, suited, still Laughing every time I chase that thrill (woo) [Chorus] I made a deal with the Devil in the DMs Signed my name in the glow of the screen, yeah Fame on tap, every wish on premium But every little hit got a piece of me leaking I made a deal with the Devil in the DMs Now the crowd screams loud, but I can’t see them Got gold on my neck, but my heart in the deep end Tell me, tell me, what did I even believe in? [Bridge] He said, “One more show, one more tour One more lie, you’ll own the world” But I look in the mirror See my old self blurred So I type “I quit,” hit send, heart racing Signal drops, whole screen starts shaking He replies, “You can run from the stage But your name’s still ink on my page” [Chorus] I made a deal with the Devil in the DMs Signed my name in the glow of the screen, yeah Fame on tap, every wish on premium But every little hit got a piece of me leaking I made a deal with the Devil in the DMs Now the room goes quiet when I meet them Took back my voice, but I walk with a deep dent Yeah, I paid in full for my brief moment of legend
Tags
rap, Aggressive electro-trap banger: distorted bass stabs, glitchy arps, stuttering hi-hats. Verses ride a swung, half-time bounce with tight male vocals; hook explodes with shouted gang chants, detuned synth leads, and riser sweeps. Bridge strips to sub-bass and claps, then final chorus hits with stacked harmonies and extra synth counter-melody., electro
3:05
No
1/22/2026