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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Uh
First to break it
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I grew up on "you won't"
Heard that more than my own name
Whole fam stuck in the same storm
Blamed clouds, never learned rain
Uncles in and out of them cells
Auntie praying over them bills
Mama say "baby, don't dream too big"
Fear louder than the late-night drills
I was that kid in the back row
Heart loud, but I barely spoke
Teacher said "numbers not adding up"
I was counting every month's broke
Whole bloodline tethered to losses
Hand-me-down doubt, hand-me-down crosses
Every story end in the same last chapter
Bottle, argument, siren, then silence after
[Chorus]
I'm tryna be the first to break it
All this weight, I'm finna shake it (yeah)
They gave up, I'm finna take it
Turn that failure to foundation, I can taste it
Whole line told me I ain't gon' make it
But I don't hear that word when I'm praying
I'm tired of the curse, tired of the pain
I don't wanna pass down the same old shame
I'm tryna be the first to break it
First to break it, first to break it (yeah)
I'm tryna be the first to break it
First to make it, first to make it (let's go)
[Verse 2]
Demons on my shoulder like "slide back"
"Fall off, go relapse"
"Why you think you different from your dad?"
"Why you think you built to beat that?"
They know every fear by the first name
Know every shortcut to my worst days
When I close eyes, I see that rage
Holes in the wall, red on the beige
But I ain't tryna die in that same room
Same couch, same news, same gloom
I'd rather lose sleep than lose truth
So I bleed in the booth when the pain bloom
Put my little cousins in my lockscreen
Remind me what I'm really tryna stop, see
They don't need another "almost"
They need one that really got free (got free)
So I set boundaries, cut off cycles
Rewrote idols, switched my rivals
Therapy calls and the Bible
Both in my bag for survival (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm tryna be the first to break it
All this weight, I'm finna shake it (shake it)
They gave up, I'm finna take it
Turn that failure to foundation, I can taste it
Whole line told me I ain't gon' make it
But I don't hear that word when I'm praying
I'm tired of the curse, tired of the pain
I don't wanna pass down the same old shame
I'm tryna be the first to break it
First to break it, first to break it (yeah)
I'm tryna be the first to break it
First to make it, first to make it (uh)
[Bridge]
This for every "you won't ever"
Every "know your place forever"
Every locked door, every lost letter
I'm the one that turn "never" to "better" (better)
If I slip, I get back, I don't stay gone
I don't run from my past, that's my theme song
I ain't cursed, I'm chosen to change it
Last one failing, first one famous (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm tryna be the first to break it
All this weight, I'm finna shake it
They gave up, I'm finna take it
Turn that failure to foundation, I can taste it
Whole line told me I ain't gon' make it
But I don't hear that word when I'm praying
I'm tired of the curse, tired of the pain
I don't wanna pass down the same old shame
I'm tryna be the first to break it
First to break it, first to break it
I'm tryna be the first to break it
First to make it, first to make it (yeah)
Details
GeneratedJan 19, 2026
Duration4:15
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Dark melodic trap, male vocals; brooding piano loop over hard 808s and crisp hats. Verse starts close and conversational, then builds in intensity as ad-libs and layered doubles creep in. Chorus hits with wider synth pads and a distorted bass swell, creating a heavy, triumphant feel. Final hook adds extra backing chants for an anthemic, defiant ending., hip hop
Credits
Prompt byLogicEpic702
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Battling demons trying to get through this life. Trying to break the generational cycle of failure. Wanting to be the first person to succeed rather then fail., rap, trap, hip hop
