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Lyrics
[Intro]
Smoke in the air
Ink on my wrist
World feel plastic
But I still exist (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Drugs in the brief, deals in the dust
Money in the pocket, who the hell to trust
Real street, real life, eyes wide, no stunt
Everybody play a role, I can see the front
Whole world fake, whole feed lie
They cap online, then they cry offline
I been in the cut, both feet in the fire
Heart still pure, but my past get wired
[Chorus]
Run, run, run, can’t stop my feet
Fly, fly, fly, above that grief
Clock tick-tock then it freeze on me
I’m alive, I’m alive, yeah that’s on me
Born new out the smoke and the hate
Thank you to the pain that I ate
If the whole damn world turn fake
I’m real, I’m real, no break
[Verse 2]
Same clothes three days, but my mind rich
Hands still shake when I think ‘bout the ditch
I was one wrong call from a long cold bed
Now I write my sins in a song instead
Dream then I drift, then I drift, then I wake
Every scar on my skin is a step that I take
I been low, I been high, I been gray
But I never let the dark tell me who I am today (nah)
[Chorus]
Run, run, run, can’t stop my feet
Fly, fly, fly, above that grief
Clock tick-tock then it freeze on me
I’m alive, I’m alive, yeah that’s on me
Born new out the smoke and the hate
Thank you to the pain that I ate
If the whole damn world turn fake
I’m real, I’m real, no break
[Bridge]
Tick-tock, tick-tock, then silence
I don’t owe my life to the violence
Breathe in, breathe out, new mindset
I’m the one bet I ain’t lost yet (yeah)
[Chorus]
Run, run, run, can’t stop my feet
Fly, fly, fly, above that grief
Clock tick-tock then it freeze on me
I’m alive, I’m alive, yeah that’s on me
Born new out the smoke and the hate
Thank you to the pain that I ate
If the whole damn world turn fake
I’m real, I’m real, no break
Details
GeneratedJan 17, 2026
Duration2:31
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark melodic trap-pop blend with live kit feel and haunting keys; male vocals. Verses ride over sparse piano, subby bass, and crisp hats, then choruses bloom with autotuned harmonies and airy pads. Ad-libs tucked wide in the stereo field, hook hits hard with a half-time drum shift and extra low-end weight, bridge strips to vocal and distant reverb before final chorus slams back in., hip hop, fake, pop, world
Credits
Prompt byFutureGuru579
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, hip hop,pop,live,smoke in air,drug in brif,mony poket,reel street,real life,world fake,im dream and flay hay,clock tik tok stop,run run,flay flay,non stop,im a live real,thank yuo,born new
