

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Checked your page again Yeah, I’m sick as hell You look happy now Guess I played myself Left me on read But you still in my head Scroll your stories in the dark Like I like the way it burns I said I’d change You knew I’d lie Promise after promise All of them high [Chorus] I’m a fuck-up, baby, say it You ain’t never gotta save it Dead phone, bleeding heart You just watched me fall apart I’m a fuck-up, you were right Turn your memories into spite You got healed, I got high You moved on, I asked why (why, why) [Verse 2] You were in my bed Now you in my past Still I set a plate Like you coming back Toxic in my texts Sweet talk, same mess Tell you “I’m a better man” Then ghost you when you land You loved my pain I loved your praise We both fed the worst Till it ate our days [Chorus] I’m a fuck-up, baby, say it You ain’t never gotta save it Dead phone, bleeding heart You just watched me fall apart I’m a fuck-up, you were right Turn your memories into spite You got healed, I got high You moved on, I asked why I’m a fuck-up, that’s my name Turn my loss into a chain Wear the guilt like something gold Still that bed is staying cold (so cold)
Tags
rap, Dark R&B-pop trap ballad, male vocals. Minimal detuned bell loop, distant filtered pads, and a clipped half-time kick. Verses ride swung hi-hats and sub that blooms on key words; hook opens wider with stacked harmonies, airy ad-libs and a distorted bass swell. Subtle saturation on the lead, auto-tuned slips on the high notes for a broken, late-night feel., moody, beats, raw, minimal, pop, r&b
2:11
No
2/7/2026