Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lotto
Why you got this hold on me
Like something in our souls won’t let us be
One minute we distant
Next minute we close
Nobody really knows how this story goes
You test my patience
I test your pride
Say you gon’ leave
End up back in my ride
All of our friends say we bad for our minds
Still you’re the first name lighting my phone at night
[Chorus]
Why you got this hold on me
Talking ’bout you done
Then you fold on me (yeah)
Every time you go
You still show up in my dreams
Like we tied up tight where the eyes can’t see
Why you got this hold on me
Turn a quiet room to a war
Then peace
Every little fight just pulls you close
Not free
Guess we both love pain when it cuts this deep (so deep)
[Verse 2]
You say I’m reckless
I say you’re cold
Still we keep replaying the same old roles
You kiss my neck just to end a fight
We crash
Then we crash on the same side
Swear I won’t chase
Then I watch your page
You swear you calm
Then you flood my name
We draw that line
Then we cross it twice
Can’t quit
Can’t fix
Can’t call it right
[Chorus]
Why you got this hold on me
Talking ’bout you done
Then you fold on me (oh yeah)
Every time you go
You still show up in my dreams
Like we tied up tight where the eyes can’t see
Why you got this hold on me
Turn a quiet room to a war
Then peace
Every little fight just pulls you close
Not free
Guess we both love pain when it cuts this deep
[Bridge]
Maybe we’re cursed or we’re scared to be lone
Maybe this chaos the closest to home
Tried to erase you
You stay in my mind
If this not forever
Then why does it bind?
[Chorus]
Why you got this hold on me
Talking ’bout you done
Then you fold on me
Every time you go
You still show up in my dreams
Like we tied up tight where the eyes can’t see
Why you got this hold on me
Turn a quiet room to a war
Then peace (war then peace)
Every little fight just pulls you close
Not free
Guess we both love pain when it cuts this deep (so deep)
Style
folkmoody r&b trap balladmale vocals. sparse keys and airy pads over a slowknocking groove; intimate verse delivery with whispered doubles. chorus opens with wide harmonies and sub-heavy low endhooky ad-libs tucked in the sides. final section strips back to vocal and padsthen swells for a lastlingering hook.
Prompt
Lotto why you got this hold on me Like something in our souls won’t let us be One minute we distant next minute we close Nobody really knows how this story goes You test my patience I test your pride
Credits
Prompt byPrimeDusk476
GeneratedMar 5, 2026
ModelAria v5
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