Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Red eyes Jaw tight Midnight I bite [Verse 1] Roam in the gutter, I’m hunting for numbers Cash in a duffel, my conscience in slumber Dust on the dash Flame in my lungs Teeth like a trap Blood on my tongue Greed in my grin, I’m a fiend in a Benz Burn every bridge just to flex on my friends Veins full of venom, I floor it again Horns in the mirror when I’m closing in [Chorus] I’m roaming for more More weight, more flame, more gain, more war Wide eyes, white lane, can’t feel my jaw Fast life, black heart, can’t see the floor I’m roaming for more More sins, more speed, more lines, more score Can’t quit, can’t stop, can’t close that door Fast life, black heart, I’m roaming for more [Verse 2] Cold little packet, I tear it like fabric Numb up my nose, then I swerve through the traffic Engine be screaming, I ride with the demons Count up the profits, we laugh at the grieving Weight in the trunk, I’m addicted to sums Hunger for hundreds, I chew on my gums Streetlights smear, everything smeared Pedal too heavy, I feed on the fear Talk to the money, it talk back in tongues Promising power, devouring lungs Promise my mother I’d slow it one day Check my reflection, it just looks away [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] Heart rate hammering, teeth all chatter Finger on the scale, make the numbers climb faster [whispered vocals] More, more, more Speed in my bloodstream, claws on the floor [growled ad-libs] “Mine… mine… mine…” Line after line after line after line [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Aggressive horror-trap with distorted 808s and frantic hi-hats, male vocals pitched dark and demonic. Verses double-time over sparse, menacing bells and sub-heavy bass hits. Hook widens with layered growls and ad-libs, kick driving relentlessly. Occasional riser swells and glitchy reverses accent bar drops for a frantic, hellish energy arc., male vocals
Duration
2:09
Instrumental
No
Created
1/11/2026