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
Style
rapaggressive electro-trap banger: distorted bass stabsglitchy arpsstuttering hi-hats. verses ride a swunghalf-time bounce with tight male vocals; hook explodes with shouted gang chantsdetuned synth leadsand riser sweeps. bridge strips to sub-bass and clapsthen final chorus hits with stacked harmonies and extra synth counter-melody.electro
Prompt
rap, electro a deal with with Devil for fame and fourtune.
Credits
Prompt by
MusicLord
MusicLordGeneratedJan 22, 2026
ModelAria v5
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