Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You painted pictures in my inbox
Pretty powerpoints of promise, all talk
Said you’d pull up for me, all walk
Then left me waiting by the crosswalk
You said “I got you,” then you vanished for a week
You said “I’ll call you,” guess your signal must be weak
You said “I’m different,” but you copied, paste, repeat
Couldn’t even lift a finger when I hit you in a bleed
[Chorus]
You keep selling me dreams
On a layaway plan
Say you’ll do the least
But you never even stand
You keep selling me dreams
Till I can’t trust my hands
Reach out, feel the air
‘Cause you’re never in the plan
(You keep selling me dreams)
But you don’t do the least
(You keep telling me things)
Then you ghost when I need
You keep selling me dreams
Till I can’t fall asleep
Every promise you leave
Like a body at my feet
[Verse 2]
You swear you’d show up if I called at 3 AM
But when my chest got heavy, I was scrolling past your name
Typing, then deleting, ‘cause I already know
You’d hit me back at 7 with an “omg bro”
You say “you’re like family,” family never came
To the court when I was losing every play, every game
You post little quotes ‘bout loyalty and faith
But you treat me like a favor that you’re scared to ever pay
You say “I’m proud of you,” “I knew you’d be a star”
Then forget to hit a like when I bleed into these bars
You say “I got your back,” but my shadow does it best
Only one that really stays when I’m empty in the chest
[Chorus]
You keep selling me dreams
On a layaway plan
Say you’ll do the least
But you never even stand
You keep selling me dreams
Till I can’t trust my hands
Reach out, feel the air
‘Cause you’re never in the plan
(You keep selling me dreams)
Then you cut when it’s deep
(You keep telling me things)
That you never will keep
You keep selling me dreams
Till I don’t wanna sleep
Every word that you speak
Just another slow leak
[Bridge]
Funny how you call me “bro” when the cameras on you
Funny how it’s “love for life” till I ask you to move
Just a chair, just a ride, just a text on read
You can’t even do the little, but you’re talking ‘bout the bread
I don’t hate you, I just finally see the frame
You were never on my side, you were just inside the frame
Background in my story, while I put you in the front
Gave you all these credits, you ain’t even play the part
[Chorus]
You keep selling me dreams
On a layaway plan
Say you’ll do the least
But you never even stand
You keep selling me dreams
Till I can’t trust my hands
Reach out, feel the air
‘Cause you’re never in the plan
(You keep selling me dreams)
But I’m turning the key
(You keep telling me things)
That ain’t never been me
You keep selling me dreams
I’m awake now, I see
I’m the one that I need
I’m the one that I need (yeah)
[Outro]
[Ghostly backing vocals swell, wordless “ooh”s and “ahh”s circling the lead]
Selling me dreams
Selling me dreams
You were selling me dreams
But you couldn’t do the least
Just a call, just a ride, just a “yo, you alright?”
You were selling me dreams
Turned my hope into white noise at night
Selling me dreams
Selling me dreams (so cheap)
I was buying them all
Now I’m cutting the receipt
(hmm-mm)
You were selling me dreams
(hmm-mm)
Till my faith fell asleep
[Drums fade, only piano and distant choir remain]
Selling me dreams
Selling me
…
Style
rapslowminor-key rap ballad with male vocals; sparse piano and distant pads under a laid-backswung drum groove. ghostly layered backing harmonies float in like a choir in an empty churchdrenched in reverb. verses stay intimate and close-mic’d; hook widens with stacked ad-libs and airy doubles. extended outro rides on vocal echoeshumming choirsand gradually thinning drums until only a single vocal phrase and piano remain.slowsad
Prompt
make a rap song about people selling you dreams and never meeting your expectations, explain how they fail to even do the least, song must be slow and sad with ghostly amazing backups and long outro
Credits
Prompt byCodaVibe671
GeneratedFeb 7, 2026
ModelAria v5
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