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Lyrics
[Intro]
[dark piano hits]
Cold out here
Colder than your advance
Boy (hah)
[Verse 1]
Shorty got a deal
Still borrowin’ guns
Label bought a chain
They ain’t buy him no funds
Talkin’ like a stepper
He be hidin’ in the burbs
Whole block know
He a tweet
Not a verb
I was on the corner with the coat in the summer
You was in the office gettin’ coached by a runner
Say you independent but the paperwork say “owned”
You ain’t from the trenches
You just visit with your phone
Talk tough
Never did time
Never did stain
Whole image airbrushed
Whole past plain
Say you put in work
I don’t see you on the board
Every name that I mention got a candle or a ward
Industry bloodsuckers
Kiss kids on the cheek
Then throw ‘em in a war with a post in a week
Real ones quiet
They don’t talk on the net
You keep droppin’ names you ain’t never even met (lame)
[Chorus]
All these rappers lookin’ like frauds in February
Snow on the curb
But his jacket still cherry
Talk about drills
But the paperwork scary
You ain’t on shit
Lil boy
Just a fairy
Frauds in February
Frauds in February
Outside icy
Inside heavy
Street logic over every lie on your presser
You hear me?
[Verse 2]
You ain’t beat no case
That was state’s mistake
You ain’t spin no block
That was promo tape
Your opps all paid actors
Background cast
You rehearse every “shoot-out” in a greenroom glass
You ain’t touch no weight
That’s your manager’s stash
You ain’t duck no smoke
You just edited the clash
You ain’t press no line
You just printed up shirts
You ain’t slide for your homie
You just posted his merch
Cloud talk crazy
Real life different
You was just beggin’ for a pic in my district
Say you bang such-and-such set
I laugh
I can’t name one cousin that’ll vouch for your path
See the chain on your neck? That’s a loan on your freedom
See the gang in my text? That’s a code
You don’t read ‘em
You rap like a shooter but your soul all shook
Only time you caught a body was a caption you took (clown)
[Chorus]
All these rappers lookin’ like frauds in February
Snow on the curb
But his jacket still cherry
Talk about drills
But the paperwork scary
You ain’t on shit
Lil boy
Just a fairy
Frauds in February
Frauds in February
Outside icy
Inside heavy
Street logic over every lie on your presser
You hear me?
Details
GeneratedFeb 7, 2026
Duration2:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
dance, Chicago drill banger, dark minor-key piano loop and menacing sliding 808s. Cold, clipped male vocals right on top of the drums, ad-libs tucked back in reverb. Verses stay tight and surgical, riding stuttered hi-hats and snarling bass; hook widens with layered chants and drops that hit hard in club systems and car subs. Occasional vocal chops between sections for extra tension., drill, vocal, tone
Credits
Prompt by
izayah
izayahModelAria v5
Prompt
–Chicago drill banger: cold vocal tone, violent precision bars, disrespectful industry disses, rappers exposed as frauds, street logic over lies, dark piano, sliding 808s, explicit, club + car knock.
