

Prompt / Lyrics
[Chorus] No more broke days, pockets look grown now (uh) Whole fit clean, yeah I’m in my zone now Tattooed skin, she be tracing every line on me She look good in that seat, even better when she climb on me (yeah) [Verse 1] Used to count change, now I count commas Used to stress bills, now I buy bottles Phone on silent, wrist on loud Pull up, doors up, make the block proud Gas tank full, got her hand on my thigh She laughing at my past like, "Boy, that’s life" Said she love the stories that I wear on my arms Every scar, every mark, yeah, she call that charm (woo) [Chorus] No more broke days, pockets look grown now (grown now) Whole fit clean, yeah I’m in my zone now (zone now) Tattooed skin, she be tracing every line on me She look good in that seat, even better when she climb on me (come here) [Verse 2] Bedroom king, but I came from the floor Air mattress nights, now it's silk on the door She ride through the hood, hair tied, still bad Say she like the way I hit it like I never had Candle wax drip on the ink on my chest Her nails in my back, say I feel like success Whisper in my ear, "You a whole upgrade" Told her, "You the view I got from them long rough days" (yeah) [Chorus] No more broke days, pockets look grown now Whole fit clean, yeah I’m in my zone now Tattooed skin, she be tracing every line on me She look good in that seat, even better when she climb on me (ride) No more broke days, we ain’t going back She love this new life, love the way I act Tattooed skin, yeah, she wanna spend the night on me She look good in that seat, even better when she climb on me (oh)
Tags
rap, Hard-hitting trap beat with thick, distorted bass and crisp hi-hats; male vocals with a confident, laid-back drawl. Verses ride a minimalist groove with occasional pitch-bent synth stabs; hook explodes with stacked, shouted ad-libs and a wider stereo image. Slight saturation on the vocal for grit, short plate reverb, and a halftime switch on the last hook for extra weight., strong
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3/27/2026