Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Walked through hell in my old white sneakers Mud on the sole, but the soul got cleaner Trophies in the room, I don’t touch that shelf I remember canned beans, talking to myself I was praying in a chair that was missing one leg Now the chair real leather, still the same old beg “Lord keep me hungry, don’t let pride talk” ‘Cause the moment that you float, that’s the moment that you drop [Chorus] I never lose, I just learn, then I level Still keep my head to the dirt, not the devil Came from the ground so I move like I’m broke Countin’ them wins, but I laugh like a joke I never lose, I just grind, stay humble Hands still scarred from the days I would stumble You hear that roar when I step in the room But I still say “thank you” when I’m standing with the crew (yeah) [Verse 2] Whole city on my back, but I walk real light ‘Cause I seen big names get erased in a night They was flexing on the ‘Gram, then they gone, that quick I was texting my mom, making sure she’s lit I don’t brag, I just show up, clock in Let the work write stories on my skin If I talk, that’s receipts, not rumors Put respect on the team, we the late-bloom bloomers [Chorus] I never lose, I just learn, then I level Still keep my head to the dirt, not the devil Came from the ground so I move like I’m broke Countin’ them wins, but I laugh like a joke I never lose, I just grind, stay humble Hands still scarred from the days I would stumble You hear that roar when I step in the room But I still say “thank you” when I’m standing with the crew (yeah)
Tags
rap, Aggressive East Coast trap feel, swung hats and snarling 808s under a menacing detuned bell loop. Male vocals, tight double-time pockets in the verses, hook opens up with gang vocals and octave layers. Verses stay close and chesty; chorus hits with wide stereo ad-libs and stabs. Snare smacks, bass saturates, crisp top end to cut through in a club or car system.
Duration
1:58
Instrumental
No
Created
1/19/2026