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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Room key on the dresser
Late fee on my mind
Phone full of messages
I keep swiping past the signs
Cold coffee, cracked mirror
Same hoodie, third day
Heart saying “do better”
Habits saying “you’ll stay”
[Chorus]
I’ve been stuck on the same floor
Same hall, same door, same view (same view)
Every time that I say more
I go and do the same old moves (same moves)
I’m just tryna check out, check out
From the fears I never face
‘Fore I get priced out, priced out
Of the life I wanna chase
[Verse 2]
Mom calling on Sunday
“I’m proud,” but she sounds tired
Friends flex in their stories
New jobs, new stamps, new flyers
My plans in a notebook
Smudged ink, half a page
Dreams like a playlist
Always stuck on the same eight
[Chorus]
I’ve been stuck on the same floor
Same hall, same door, same view (same view)
Every time that I say more
I go and do the same old moves (same moves)
I’m just tryna check out, check out
From the fears I never face
‘Fore I get priced out, priced out
Of the life I wanna chase
Details
GeneratedJan 22, 2026
Duration1:57
LanguageTL
Style
rap, Moody boom-bap with dusty, swung drums and a thick, gritty bassline; verses ride a lazy mid-tempo pocket with close-mic male vocals, subtle pitchy ad-libs. Hook opens with stacked call-and-response chants and a brighter sample loop. Sparse keys and filtered pads creep in on the second half to lift energy, then drop back to drums and bass for the outro.
Credits
Prompt byVibraphoneJazzy518
ModelAria v5
Prompt
rap
