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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Red light on
Clock in, no clock out
Run takes ‘til my lungs burn
Still sharp, never drop vowels
Engineer like “breathe, bro”
I’m like “leave it, keep that cough”
That’s the sound of every late night
Every time I shook the dust off
Whole squad in the hallway
Phone flash turn to stage glow
Couch kings yelling ad-libs
Like we all one track from payroll (yeah)
[Chorus]
In the studio
Fast life, talk slow
Whole world on hold
While I chase this flow (woah)
In the studio
Four walls, one goal
Turn pain into gold
‘Til the speakers blow
[Verse 2]
Mic stand lean like I do
Neck stiff from the last run
Breath warm on the pop filter
Heart race with the bass thump
Label call on the lock screen
I let it ring, let the verse bleed
‘Cause every bar’s like a confession
Only place that I feel free (feel free)
Mama text “boy, you eat yet?”
I send hearts, then I punch in
If this track hit like I feel it
Then that stress get a backspin
[Chorus]
In the studio
Fast life, talk slow
Whole world on hold
While I chase this flow (yeah)
In the studio
Four walls, one goal
Turn pain into gold
‘Til the speakers blow (blow)
Details
GeneratedJan 19, 2026
Duration1:44
LanguageNL
Style
rap, Hard-hitting trap beat with crisp hi-hats, snarling 808s, and dark bell synths. Fast, breathy male vocals lock in double-time over a mid-tempo groove. Hook drops wider with layered ad-libs, subtle pitch-shifted backing, and a slightly detuned pad to add tension. Verses stay close and dry; chorus opens with slapback delay and a heavier kick for a head-nod bounce.
Credits
Prompt byMJY
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap, trap, fast, male, studio
