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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was young with a bag in my fist
Too much hunger, had to learn quick
Mama worked two jobs, still the rent hit hard
So I moved them packs from the back of the yard
At thirteen, eyes on the door
Counted out scraps, always wanted more
No playtime, just a cold routine
Big dreams growing in a small-town scene
[Pre-Chorus]
Every call had a price
Every night had a test
If you live that life
You don't get much rest
[Chorus]
I was raised on the edge
I was raised on the edge
Tryna turn that pain into bread
Tryna turn that pain into bread
Hands stay clean, heart stay loud
I been out here, I won't back down
I was raised on the edge
I was raised on the edge
[Verse 2]
Now the same block watch me roll through
Same old faces, same old rules
Cash in the palm, but the fear stays near
One false move and it all disappears
I seen friends fold, I seen friends fall
Heard that siren call down the hall
I don't brag, I just tell the truth
Kid grew up too fast in the back of the booth
[Pre-Chorus]
Every call had a price
Every night had a test
If you live that life
You don't get much rest
[Chorus]
I was raised on the edge
I was raised on the edge
Tryna turn that pain into bread
Tryna turn that pain into bread
Hands stay clean, heart stay loud
I been out here, I won't back down
I was raised on the edge
I was raised on the edge
[Bridge]
Piano crying in the dark
Same old scars, same old marks
If I make it out, tell 'em I tried
Made my name with a life I survived
[Chorus]
I was raised on the edge
I was raised on the edge
Tryna turn that pain into bread
Tryna turn that pain into bread
Hands stay clean, heart stay loud
I been out here, I won't back down
I was raised on the edge
I was raised on the edge
Details
GeneratedMay 24, 2026
Duration3:03
LanguageEnglish
Style
Trap with eerie minor-key piano motif, hard-hitting 808 bounce, crisp hats, and a tense halftime groove; male vocals carry the verses with dry close-mic grit and occasional ad-lib doubles, while a female voice soars on the chorus with stacked harmonies and slight delay throws. Verse 1 stays sparse with piano and snaps, pre-chorus adds rising filtered strings and snare rolls, chorus opens wide with the piano hook and sung topline, bridge drops to just piano and a low pad before the final hook. Bright, punchy mix with dark low-end weight and a glossy vocal sheen., trap music
Credits
Prompt byFreeVibe243
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Heavy trap music about selling drugs since a kid. Have a woman sing the chorus and a man do the verses and add a piano melody
