Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Woke up broke, rage in my jaw Rent due, landlord clawing at the door Pocket full of lint, heart full of war Bad thought flashed, then I wanted more Corner talk, "quick cash, one move" He laughed at my shoes, tried to clown my groove Ego got loud, pride wouldn't lose Finger on a choice I shoulda never choose [Chorus] I said I want that money, now my hands got red Cold bills in my pocket, but it's all in my head Thought I leveled up, but I fell instead You ever kill your future just to flex on the dead? (yeah) I said I want that money, now my hands got red Cold bills in my pocket, but it's all in my head Running from the sirens, running from regret You ever kill your future just to flex on the dead? [Verse 2] He dropped first, silence in the street Echo in my chest, shaking in my feet Wallet in my grip, felt cheap, felt weak Green in my palm, but I couldn't even speak Mama on the phone, asking how I been I lied through my teeth, wiped gunpowder skin Mirror in the bathroom, staring at a stranger Whole life traded for a stack and some danger [Chorus] I said I want that money, now my hands got red Cold bills in my pocket, but it's all in my head Thought I leveled up, but I fell instead You ever kill your future just to flex on the dead? (oh) I said I want that money, now my soul feel sold Neck still bare, heart heavy like gold Running from the sirens, running from regret You ever kill your future just to flex on the dead?
Tags
rap, Dark, minimalist trap beat built around ominous bells and sub-heavy bass. Tight, aggressive male vocals up front, ad-libs tucked wide. Verses clipped and menacing; hook opens with chant-style doubles and a few pitched-down backing lines for impact. Sparse piano hits and riser sweeps to frame section changes.
Duration
2:19
Instrumental
No
Created
3/7/2026