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Lyrics
[Verse]
Crumbs in my pockets, the loaf in my sights
Kitchen heat rising, I'm bakin' all night
Flour on my fingers, turn powder to gold
Kneadin' these dreams till the dough don't fold
Oven mitt grip when I pull from the flame
Recipe stolen, I’m rewriting the game
Baguettes on the wrist, baguettes on the plate
Breadwinner hustle, I’m raisin' the stakes
[Chorus]
Breadwinner, breadwinner, dough in my hands
Stack it up high, skyscraper plans
Breadwinner, breadwinner, no lookin' back
Yeast in my soul, I rise through the cracks
[Verse 2]
Pita in the whip, sourdough in the vault
Racks in the pantry, ain't my fault
Croissant in the morning, roll in the night
Pockets on gluten, my bread too tight
Butter knife sharp, spreadin' wealth to the crew
Toast to the grind, yeah, we makin' it through
Rye for the ride, grain for the pain
Broke the mold, now I'm out the frame
[Bridge]
Flippin' the dough like a pancake stack
Hot off the griddle, no time to slack
Bread in my veins, I’m a baker’s son
Chasin' the crumb till the race is won
Details
GeneratedDec 1, 2025
Duration1:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
hard-hitting, trap, hip hop, rap, 808-heavy with dark synth textures and sharp hi-hats
Credits
Prompt by
KingSupremeDaDon
KingSupremeDaDonModelAria v5
Prompt
Breadwinner, rap, trap, hip hop
