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Lyrics
[Verse]
Runnin' through the city, pockets look obese,
Chain so heavy, neck need a lease.
Fake smiles everywhere, they want a piece,
Feast on my name, vultures never cease.
[Chorus]
These hoes will do anything for the money,
Chasin' green skies even when it’s sunny.
Pockets fat, yeah, lookin' kinda chubby,
World so cold, everything's muddy.
[Verse 2]
Dreams on my wrist, nightmares in my phone,
Snakes in my circle, but the grass ain't grown.
Loyalty a ghost, seen it turn to stone,
Built my own throne, did it all alone.
[Bridge]
Clouds in my head, vision never clear,
Echoes in my ear, only thing I hear.
Trust no soul, but I hold 'em near,
Heartbreak close, love disappear.
[Chorus]
These hoes will do anything for the money,
Chasin' green skies even when it’s sunny.
Pockets fat, yeah, lookin' kinda chubby,
World so cold, everything's muddy.
[Verse 3]
Paper in my veins, hustle in my breath,
Every step forward, dodgin' sudden death.
Game full of shadows, movin' like theft,
King of the jungle, lion in the cleft.
Details
GeneratedJun 21, 2025
Duration2:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
male vocals, rap, trap, mumble rap essence, bass trap, lyrical, melodic, heavy bass
Credits
Prompt by
NickyBrooklyn
NickyBrooklynModelAria v4
Prompt
melodic, rap, trap, heavy bass, mumble rap essence, bass trap, lyrical, male vocals, chorus includes the words "these hoes will do anything for the money"
