Prompt / Lyrics
“Oilfield Money” (Rap God Style Flow) (Intro – fast) Yeah Mud on the boots, flame in the sky West Texas wind and I’m built to survive Clock in, locked in, ready to ride Rig going up like the stock on the rise (Hook) Oilfield money, stack it up tall Black gold drip, yeah we risk it all Long nights, cold steel, no sleep at all If the price goes up, then we all stand tall Oilfield money — grit in my teeth Work so hard got dirt underneath Sun come up, still on my feet Blue collar grind can’t face defeat (Verse 1 – fast flow) 4AM shift with the frost in the air Hard hat tight and a thousand-yard stare Iron so heavy but I don’t care Built for the pressure, I live right there Pipe get swung, torque get set Hands stay cut but I ain’t done yet Mud on my jeans, paycheck wet Every bruise turn into a Corvette Flare stack burn like a signal light Whole sky glow in the dead of night Wind so strong nearly steal your breath One wrong move, that’s life or death But I don’t flinch, I don’t fold I was raised on grit, I was born this bold They talk that desk job, climate control I take the heat, let the roughneck roll (Hook) Oilfield money, stack it up tall Black gold drip, yeah we risk it all Long nights, cold steel, no sleep at all If the price goes up, then we all stand tall Oilfield money — grit in my teeth Work so hard got dirt underneath Sun come up, still on my feet Blue collar grind can’t face defeat (Verse 2 – faster, layered) Boomtown rising, hotels packed Payday hit and the bank intact Diesel trucks with the windows black Whole crew strong and we got each back From the basin floor to the pipeline run From the drill bit spin to the job well done From ramen nights to the money won Now mama ain’t stressing ‘bout anyone Calloused hands and a backbone stiff Clock don’t stop on a twelve-hour shift Wind cut sharp like a razor’s edge But I stay planted, I never hedge They don’t see the miles we drive They don’t see who barely survive They just see trucks when we roll through town But we keep this whole world spinning round (Bridge – breakdown, half-time) Yeah… Oilfield blood in my DNA Paying my dues in a harder way When that rig starts humming, you know I’m alive Pressure make diamonds — I thrive (Final Hook – big energy) Oilfield money, earned not given Blue collar dream, rough life living Flare stack light like heaven’s vision Sweat built every decision Oilfield money — that’s the mission Sacrifice now, long-term vision Hard hat crown, no competition We built different — that’s the definition
Tags
Fast rap
Duration
2:19
Instrumental
No
Created
2/21/2026