Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Gave you chances
Like I got a warehouse
You ran through every one
Like a burnout
You loved the drama
Loved to see me beg
Pulled my heart up to the ledge
Then you stepped back
I kept fixing
Things you came and broke
You kept twisting
Every honest word I spoke
Now my chest feel hollow
And my eyes feel dry
All that crying that I spent on you
Already died
[Chorus]
I’m done caring
Done trying to read your mind
Head high walking
Straight out of your life
Hope I never see your face
Through those dusty brake lights
Fade out in the rearview
Fade out of my whole life
I’m done caring
Yeah I’m cutting off the tie
Let you vanish in the dark
Just a glare and then you slide
Hope I never see your face
Through those dusty brake lights
Let you be a ghost to me
Disappear into the night
[Verse 2]
You said “this time’s different”
I heard that on repeat
Same script, same scene
Just a colder seat
You liked power
I liked peace
You liked leaving me on read
I liked sleep
You gon’ chase the thrill
I’ma chase my bag
You gon’ scroll my page at 2 a.m.
Sick and mad (yeah)
You’ll remember what you wasted
I’ll remember what I learned
Love don’t live here any more
That bridge burned
[Chorus]
I’m done caring
Done trying to read your mind
Head high walking
Straight out of your life
Hope I never see your face
Through those dusty brake lights
Fade out in the rearview
Fade out of my whole life
I’m done caring
Yeah I’m cutting off the tie
Let you vanish in the dark
Just a glare and then you slide
Hope I never see your face
Through those dusty brake lights
Let you be a ghost to me
Disappear into the night
Style
rapmoody trap-rap beat with sparse piano stabsdeep 808 glideand crisp rimshots. male vocalsclose and dryverses delivered in a chillycontrolled flow; hook opens with layered low harmonies and a distant vocoder shadow. slow burn energy: first verse restrainedchorus hits with heavy sub and wider reverbsecond verse brings slight double-time pocketsending on an abruptice-cold cutoff.
Prompt
A cold song about giving too many chances and deciding not to care anymore. Walking away with my head held high. Hoping never to be able to see her thru the dusty brake lights., rap
Credits
Prompt byBoldRider35
GeneratedFeb 23, 2026
ModelAria v5
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