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Lyrics
[Verse]
Ridin' in a whip, paint chipped, dented
Engine sputter but the bass still tremendous
Neck green from the chains, but relentless
Fake gold, still cold, confidence endless
[Verse 2]
Second-hand threads, lookin' fresh like they prime
Copped 'em for a dime, but my style still climb
Wad of ones in my pocket, more talk than clout
Pullin’ up on shorties, never hearin’ a doubt
[Chorus]
Broke bankroll, but I'm feelin' like a boss
Pushin' my ride, ain't no need for the gloss
Chains ain't real, but the swagga so fierce
Second-hand steez, still attractin' the peers
[Verse 3]
Mirror's cracked, but I see a king’s crown
Speakers buzz, every beat make 'em bow down
Ragged threads on the body, still I own the town
Swagger so thick, ain't no room for a frown
[Bridge]
Pull up to the spot, walkin' in like a star
Strut so tight, they don’t notice the car
Wrist on freeze, even if the ice fake
Style so clean, never hearin’ a break
[Verse 4]
Rubber on the tires, worn thin but still rollin’
Budget tight, but this charm keep on scrollin’
Laughin’ at the doubters, lookin’ so golden
Earnin’ every smile, confidence swollen
Details
GeneratedDec 28, 2024
Duration3:13
Credits
Prompt byKaptonZ
ModelAria v4
Prompt
A gangsta rap slow beat song about being broke with a beat up car, fake jewelry, second hand clothes and a wad of ones but you think its cool and still hit on girls. Confident
