

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Used to wake up Scroll, flex, cheap thrill New name in my phone Same ache, same chill Pockets got thick But my heart stayed thin I could buy more things Couldn't buy out sin Late nights Blue lights on my face Chasing that buzz Tryna outrun grace Told my mom, "I'm good I don't need that faith" But the bed felt cold In my favorite place (yeah) [Chorus] I was living for me, for the bag, for the pride Thought I had it all till it all ran dry Jesus put His holy hand on my life Now I'm changed, I ain't going back, I ain't going back I was lost in the dark, every night, every lie Then He came in the room, opened up my eyes Now I'm walking with the truth by my side I'm awake, I ain't going back, I ain't going back (no) [Verse 2] Had fame on my mind Had flame in my cup Had blame for the world Never looking up Every click, every hit Just feeding that need But the more I got Yeah, the less I could breathe Hit bottom on a Tuesday Floor met my knees Tears on my chains "God, help me, please" Thought He'd turn away From the mess I made But He ran to me fast When I called His name (Jesus) [Chorus] I was living for me, for the bag, for the pride Thought I had it all till it all ran dry Jesus put His holy hand on my life Now I'm changed, I ain't going back, I ain't going back I was lost in the dark, every night, every lie Then He came in the room, opened up my eyes Now I'm walking with the truth by my side I'm awake, I ain't going back, I ain't going back (yeah) [Bridge] Now the phone still ring But I think twice Got a cross on my chain Got a cross in my life Still tempted by the old Still hear that call But His word in my chest Hit louder than it all (than it all) [Chorus] I was living for me, for the bag, for the pride Thought I had it all till it all ran dry Jesus put His holy hand on my life Now I'm changed, I ain't going back, I ain't going back I was lost in the dark, every night, every lie Then He came in the room, opened up my eyes Now I'm walking with the truth by my side I'm awake, I ain't going back, I ain't going back (hold on me)
Tags
rap, Dark melodic trap beat with deep 808s and sparse piano plucks; male vocals sit upfront, half-sung half-rapped. Verses start low and conversational, then build intensity with stacked ad-libs. Chorus hits with wider pads and layered harmonies on the hook, creating a lift from gritty confession to grateful praise. Short reverb, tight delays, and a subtle choir texture in the final hook for a spiritual glow over the street feel.
2:35
No
3/29/2026