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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Seat leaned back
Ash on my shirt
You pass the blunt
Ask “what’s it all worth?”
Laugh when you cough
Say something dumb
I’m holding my chest
’Cause the joke hit like a punch
We talk about death
Like it’s kinda a game
Then miss our exit
’Cause we’re lost in the brain
Headlights stretch
On this cracked-up road
Only thing I trust
Is the way we both cope
[Chorus]
Drifting with my brother
Through the smoke, through the static in my head
Every stupid little joke
Keeps me hanging by a thread
If the world burns out
I’m still riding in your passenger seat
Drifting with my brother
That’s the only time I breathe
[Verse 2]
Empty cans rattle
By my feet in the dark
You yell “watch this”
Then you crash the go-kart
Controller in your hand
While your eyes half closed
Still hit the headshot
I’m like “how?” you don’t know
We race in the game
Then we race these streets
Red eyes, red gauge
Heart skips three beats
You say “life’s short”
With a slur in your voice
I say “if I die
At least I died with my boy”
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Yeah we get fucked up
Till the night turns thin
Talk big plans
Then we laugh again
If I lose my mind
Or I lose my way
Just keep talking that trash
I’ll be okay
[Chorus]
Details
GeneratedDec 27, 2025
Duration2:24
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Moody emo-rap beat with detuned bells, pitched vocal chops, and a clunky, nostalgic bass. Verses sit conversational and close-mic’d, ad-libs tucked behind, then chorus widens with stacked, slightly distorted harmonies. Sparse hats and distant pads for space; let the vocal carry the emotion and dark humor., emo
Credits
Prompt byTechnoBanger403
ModelAria v5
Prompt
I cherish my friendship with Brother. We've shared many moments, like Smoking weed and talking about life and drifting down roads . And I love their The dumb shit you say, getting fucked up . Together we enjoy Playing the game, shooting guns, racing . My favorite genre of music is Emo rap .
