Lyrics
[Intro]
Red bar
Flatline
Whole squad
On my side (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Money on my mind, that’s a migraine
Heart ticking like a bomb in a dice game
I’m the crash on the last lap, bright flame
Angels watching through the smoke of the high stakes
Halo on tilt, I’m a reach kid
Dropped out heaven with a cheat script
Superman cape in a street whip
Breakneck, I don’t even feel the speed shift
Cartiage cold, but the veins hot
Every risk that I take, that’s a screenshot
I’ve been playing with creation on a thin wire
Either gold in my hands or a live wire
[Chorus]
Money, bitches, speed, I don’t blink, I don’t bleed
I just rush, I just bleed, I just push ‘til it’s greed
If I die this week, let me die at full reach
With my hands to the sky like I’m ready to leave
Money, bitches, speed, heart attack in my seat
If I crash, let it be in a blaze, never weak
If I die this week, let me die at full reach
With my hands to the sky like I’m ready to leave (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Fast life, slow death, that’s a trade-off
Cartoon strength, feel the rage when it pays off
Call me hero when I’m flying through the face-off
Villain when I turn a saint to a write-off
Wish I could stop, but the pulse said go
Every little hit, every risk, that’s growth
Heaven in the rearview, hell in the smoke
I been building my own world out of “almost”
Two sides in my head, that’s a crossfire
One says “live,” other one says “go higher”
Catching bodies of my habits in a bonfire
I’m the saint with the stain and the live wire
[Chorus]
Money, bitches, speed, I don’t blink, I don’t bleed
I just rush, I just bleed, I just push ‘til it’s greed
If I die this week, let me die at full reach
With my hands to the sky like I’m ready to leave
Money, bitches, speed, heart attack in my seat
If I crash, let it be in a blaze, never weak
If I die this week, let me die at full reach
With my hands to the sky like I’m ready to leave (ready to leave)
Style
rapaggressive trap rap with male vocalsalternating double-time and halftime drums; sub-heavy basseerie synth choir padsand chopped vocal stabs. verses sprint with rapid-fire triplet flowshook drops into a massivestomping groove with crowd-chant energy. occasional glitchy fx swells and filtered drops to highlight punchlines; vocal stacks on key hook lines for stadium feel.slow
Prompt
Money, bitches, speed, death, creation from heaven, heart attack, Halo Reach, superman, draonballz, rap, fast beat, slow beat
Credits
Prompt by
Hype_Man808
Hype_Man808GeneratedJan 17, 2026
ModelAria v5
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