Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] [low vocal register] Backseat prayers Mouth full of doubt, still I say ’em Tears on this leather Tryna hold it together [Verse 1] Seatbelt on but I feel thrown Scrolling names I can’t call on my phone Mama say “baby, you strong, you grown” But she ain’t hear the way my thoughts turn stones Late rent, late calls, early worries Eating drive-thru, dreams in a hurry Got a Bible in the dash, still cussin’ at the past Smile on the ’Gram, in the mirror I crash [Chorus] Backseat prayers, talking to the sky Eyes wide open, asking God why Laugh through the hurt, I won’t let it show Sad little heart with a backbone of gold I been down bad, but I still don’t fold Yeah, I still don’t fold [Verse 2] He said forever, then he left in a week Now his hoodie just another ghost on my seat I forgive, then I bleed, then repeat, then repeat Got a million little “sorry”s underneath my feet [whispered vocals] I break, I break But I bounce right back, won’t fake Turn my pain to a plan, to a plate Feed my people every win that I taste [Bridge] [beat drops low] If they knew the things I carry Would they say I’m ordinary? Every scar, every secret I bury Got me walking like my name legendary [beat slams back in] Hands in the air when the hook come on Sing my hurt like a victory song (oh yeah) Every tear that I let fall down Just another reason they gon’ say my name out loud [Chorus]
Tags
rap, Moody melodic trap with bright plucked guitars over thick, sliding 808s and crisp hi-hats; drums knock but leave pockets for emotional rap cadences. Female vocals glide between melodic rap on verses and a soaring, chantable hook with stacked harmonies and ad-libs. Subtle reverb, little vocal detune on the hook, and a late-song drop where the beat filters before crashing back in., sad, emotional
Duration
2:21
Instrumental
No
Created
1/8/2026