Widows & Winners

[Intro]
Suit pressed
Mind clear
Toast high
No fear (hey)
[Verse 1]
Yeah I’m dressed like a king, but I move like a friend
Eyes steady, I’m about grown souls, not a trend
You been through the storm, I can tell by your grin
Lines on your face, every line is a win
You don’t chase games, you choose peace, choose bedtimes
Choose your own name, not his last, that’s a headline
Seen what love costs when it’s cheap, you paid that
Now you want a truth, not a take-back
[Chorus]
I like widows and winners
Survivors, not beginners (oh yeah)
Give me a woman with a past and a plan
If you’ve lost love once, come and dance with a noble man
Widows and winners
Champagne, quiet dinners
If you know your worth, you gon’ understand
If you’ve walked through fire, take my hand
[Verse 2]
You don’t need a boy tryna fix what you fixed
You just need respect, little laugh, little lips
Someone who can listen when the night gets thick
Talk slow, touch slow, nothing rushed, nothing slick
You wore black, now you wear gold, that’s a comeback
Heart cracked, but you stitched that, call it strong back
I’m not here to rescue, I’m here to relate
Two adults in a room, that’s a beautiful fate (yeah)
[Chorus]
I like widows and winners
Survivors, not beginners
Give me a woman with a past and a plan
If you’ve lost love once, come and dance with a noble man
Widows and winners
Red wine, quiet dinners (hey)
If you know your worth, you gon’ understand
If you’ve walked through fire, take my hand

rap, Dark glitch-trap meets playful electro swing; male vocals half-rapped, half-sung. Stuttering drums and bitcrushed fills under a swaggering low-end, chopped horn stabs, and retro keys. Hook opens up with bright K-pop-style chants and layered harmonies; verses stay tight and rhythmic with glitchy vocal chops in the background. Final chorus adds risers, filtered ad-libs, and a swung bounce for a cheeky, confident finish., k-pop, electro, electro swing, glitch hop, glitch