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Lyrics
[Verse]
Pockets were empty streets were my stage
Frostbite ambition locked in a cage
Countin' the change like it was my dream
Now it's bands on bands no in-between
[Chorus]
Cold hard cash in my cold hard hands
Made it out the mud now I run my plans
Stacks so high like they touch the sky
From the trenches to the throne I’ll never deny
[Verse 2]
Late nights scheming hunger so loud
Dreams of a penthouse far from the crowd
Fingers were raw from the grind and the fight
Now my wrist drips diamonds catchin' the light
[Bridge]
They doubted my hustle said I'd never see
Anything but struggle but now I’m free
Made my own ladder climbed to the stars
What once was a wish now luxury cars
[Chorus]
Cold hard cash in my cold hard hands
Made it out the mud now I run my plans
Stacks so high like they touch the sky
From the trenches to the throne I’ll never deny
[Verse 3]
Lessons from the gutter shaped who I am
Turned pain into power from boy to a man
Now every dollar’s a story I’ve earned
The fire inside me forever it burned
Details
GeneratedJul 2, 2025
Duration2:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
pop, rap, male vocals, bass-heavy, trap
Credits
Prompt by
STS_Summoner
STS_SummonerModelAria v4
Prompt
Make a trap rap song about cold hard cash, and finally making it out of the trenches. rap, pop, trap
