

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I’m sorry it took so long Had to clock in Clock out Drag home Hands smell like bleach and chrome Still got rent due Still alone You text “I got a business” (mm) Cool I got three shifts and a mistress — time Manager breathing down my neck You breathing on the ‘Gram Saying “Cut the check” [Chorus] We not the same Letice You got a card and a piece You got that book full of peace I got a boss on a leash We not the same Letice (nah) You got the stamps and the green Talking like you built this scene I’m just tryna eat Letice [Verse 2] You flash that cash assistance Like it came with hard decisions Like it came with late-night kitchens Like it came with back pain Stitches You say “You don’t understand” I been bent up Burnt out Still stand Side-eye from the girl at the desk But she still swipe You still flex Elmino who knocked your tooth out? (who?) Was it all that slick talk Big mouth? Was it karma Was it clout? Now you sip slow Can’t even shout (damn) [Chorus] We not the same Letice You got a card and a piece You got that book full of peace I got a boss on a leash We not the same Letice (hey) You got the stamps and the green Talking like you built this scene I’m just tryna eat Letice (just tryna eat)
Tags
Moody trap-soul beat with swung drums and deep sub-bass, sparse keys and distant pads. Male vocals, talky and conversational in the verses, hook opens up with melodic sing-rap and stacked ad-libs. Ad-libs answer key punchlines, with a late-song intensity bump from doubled vocals and a filtered beat drop on the last chorus.
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No
2/6/2026