

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Thrift tag, torn bag, keys on a ring Bus pass, dye in her hair, nose ring Two jobs, late clock, sleep on the couch Text say “headed home” but Goodwill her house She know all the aisles, all the deals, all the days Half-off Tuesday, she like “watch how I save” Pocket full of change, still she walk like a boss Turn a three-dollar dress to a runway gloss [Chorus] My friend Tierrany DHGate cart, big energy Click, wait, pray on the shipping fee Fake rich dreams on a cracked-screen piece My friend Tierrany (yeah) Goodwill floors like a canopy She say “broke don’t mean you can’t be free” She say “broke don’t mean you can’t be me” [Verse 2] Screenshot bags that she might never grab Still flex pics like “this my new bag” Laugh through the pain, that girl joke through the bills Split one meal, make it two lil’ meals Try on shoes in the mirror in the store Walk a whole runway, leave ‘em on the floor “Why you always smile when the world so foul?” She say “I bend, I don’t break, watch me now” [Chorus] My friend Tierrany DHGate cart, big energy Click, wait, pray on the shipping fee Fake rich dreams on a cracked-screen piece My friend Tierrany Goodwill racks like a gallery She say “broke don’t mean you can’t be free” She say “broke don’t mean you can’t be me”
Tags
rap, Crunchy boom-bap drums with swung hats and warm sub, male vocals. Verses tight and storytelling, close-up vocal, little room reverb. Hook lifts with layered call-and-response ad-libs and simple piano stabs; last chorus adds subtle vocal doubles and a woozy synth pad for weight., hip hop
1:49
No
2/25/2026