Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
You had your turn
Now get the fuck out the way (skrrt)
Uh
[Verse 1]
I came up
Cracked paint on the hallway walls
Eviction on the door
Mama prayin’ through the calls
You was outside
Watchin’ while they raid our block
Got rich off pain
Turned our hunger into stock
You talk “codes”
But you snitched when the cuffs got tight
We talk “foes”
Then we spin, make it all turn quiet
You shake hands
With the suits that erased our names
We made plans
Now we here, time to switch that chain
[Chorus]
Old guard, fuck off, stand down (stand down)
New guard in, we run this town (run it)
You had crumbs, we takin’ the crown (give me that)
Talk slick once, get laid in the ground (bitch)
Old guard, fuck off, stand down (back up)
You too soft to be wearin’ that crown (uh-uh)
We got codes you could never write down (never)
New guard in, better bow right now (bow down)
[Verse 2]
You threw stones
From them condos above my hood
We threw chrome
Out the window when it got too good
You kissed rings
On the hands that denied our bail
I kiss steel
Then I slide, make the ops turn pale
I don’t pray
To the ghosts of your dead-ass crew
Half y’all flipped
Other half, we already ran through
You had next
’Til a queen came to tax that shit
We take checks
Off the bricks that you thought you flipped
[Chorus]
Old guard, fuck off, stand down (get gone)
New guard in, we run this town (we run)
You had crumbs, we takin’ the crown (takin’ it)
Talk slick once, get laid in the ground (lay down)
Old guard, fuck off, stand down (fuck off)
You too soft to be wearin’ that crown (too soft)
We got codes you could never write down (never)
New guard in, better bow right now (bow down)
[Bridge]
I ain’t your lil’ sis
I’m the boss you fear
Say my name wrong
And you might not see next year
All that fake war talk
We don’t hear that here
We just load up quick
Then we make you disappear (bye)
[Chorus]
Old guard, fuck off, stand down (stand down)
New guard in, we run this town (run it)
You had crumbs, we takin’ the crown (yeah)
Talk slick once, get laid in the ground (pow)
Old guard, fuck off, stand down (fuck off)
You too soft to be wearin’ that crown (too soft)
We got codes you could never write down (nah)
New guard in, better bow right now (bow down)
Style
raphard-edged urban r&b with trap drumsmoody minor-key piano stabsand deep sub bass. female vocals switch between smokymelodic hooks and sharp double-time rap. ad-libs stack on the back half of each chorus; second verse adds distant siren fx and menacing strings. bigclipped drops into each hook for maximum impact; mix pushes vocal right up frontaggressive and unapologetic.r&b
Prompt
A urban ghetto R&B song with rap that tells the old guard to fuck off and stand down for the new guard to take their place, mafia aspects, explicit, female, black
Credits
Prompt byJazzy
GeneratedApr 6, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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