Lyrics
[Verse]
Came up from the gutter, where the shadows play
Fist full of dreams, knuckles dusted with clay
They fed me lies, I spit 'em back with venom
Lesson learned—burn bridges, never mend 'em
Broke bread with the wolves, no sheep in my circle
Hustle tightrope, no net, life’s a hurdle
Tried to box me in, I broke out, no sweat
Mistakes made me savage, no handouts, no regret
[Chorus]
No handouts, no regrets
Run up, you’ll get checked
Real one to my death
Mess around, get wrecked
[Verse 2]
Heart cold, veins pumping liquid frost
If you cross me once, then your soul’s the cost
They told me patience, but my rage don’t wait
I’ll flip a table, snatch your plate, call it fate
Learned from the pain, scars inked in my skin
Ain’t no mercy in my blood, just losses turned to wins
They claim they’re real, but their masks are plastic
I’m the truth, raw steel, and they ain’t elastic
[Bridge]
Taught myself to stand, no crutch, no cribs
Blood on my hands, yeah, that’s how I live
Rules? Nah, I write my own code in stone
Break mine? I’ll make sure you don’t get home
Style
male vocalstrapdark atmospheric synthsgrittyrapgangster rapheavy 808ship hopaggressive
Prompt
A gangster rap song about learning from your mistakes, being a real one, not taking any shit from anyone, taking no handouts, and fucking someone up if I have to or want to, rap, trap, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byNizzyNick
GeneratedDec 18, 2025
ModelAria v5
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