Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Backstab season Uh [Verse 1] Shared plates, split crumbs, gave rides You were there, played close, then switched sides Heard you talkin’ on my name for a quick high Same mouth I helped feed, now it spit lies (crazy) Couch surfing, I let you crash in my small room You was plotting in the dark like it’s cartoon “Blood thicker,” that’s the line that they all use ’Til they thin it with a blade, then they blame you (wow) [Chorus] Backstab season, I don’t trust that love Smiles in my face, but they hate my blood “Family forever” ’til the cash run up You ain’t ride, you just rode my luck Fake friends, fake hugs, I’m done Clay hearts crack fast in the sun If I cut you off, that’s tough You taught me how to never need your love (yeah) [Verse 2] She said, “You the only one,” made it sound rich Left my hoodie at her spot, that’s my Found Script Read the texts when I called, felt my gut twist Same dude I dap’d up on her close list (damn) Mama said, “Watch kin more than strangers” ’Cause the ones at your table hold the anger Uncle took what my granddad saved up Smiled at the wake, then he split with the paper (cold) [Chorus] Backstab season, I don’t trust that love Smiles in my face, but they hate my blood “Family forever” ’til the cash run up You ain’t ride, you just rode my luck Fake friends, fake hugs, I’m done Clay hearts crack fast in the sun If I cut you off, that’s tough You taught me how to never need your love (never) [Bridge] All this hurt turned ice in my veins (veins) If I change, just know why I changed (changed) You was there when my heart got stained Now you ghost, but the lessons remain (yeah) [Chorus] Backstab season, I don’t trust that love Smiles in my face, but they hate my blood “Family forever” ’til the cash run up You ain’t ride, you just rode my luck Fake friends, fake hugs, I’m done Clay hearts crack fast in the sun If I cut you off, that’s tough You taught me how to never need your love
Tags
rap, Dark melodic trap beat with detuned bells, eerie pads, and hard-hitting 808s. Verses locked-in double-time flow with space for ad-libs; hook opens with half-time cadence and stacked, slightly pitched background vocals. Male vocals, raw and aggressive; subtle auto-tune on melodic phrases, tight room reverb on the rap., fake, hip hop
Duration
2:34
Instrumental
No
Created
3/10/2026