Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I used to run with a face like stone
Took what I wanted, brought smoke back home
Sirens in my head, mud on my shoes
Every wrong turn had a bill I’d lose
I seen that cold look in my old man’s eyes
Swore I’d be better when I learned the cost of pride
Now I’m at the table, learning how to stay
Hands on my heart when my kids say my name
[Pre-Chorus]
I been broke, I been wild
Took the long road, lost some miles
Now I’m here, I’m standing still
Got a new blood in my will
[Chorus]
I live for my kids
I live for my wife to be
I die providing
That’s the man I choose to be
Make my dad proud
Make my daddy proud of me
I live for my kids
I live for my wife to be
[Verse 2]
Nightmares still knock when the house go quiet
See the old me grin, then I shut that riot
I don’t chase that war, I don’t need that smoke
Got a little girl laugh and it keeps me woke
Got a ring in my pocket, got a prayer in my chest
Got a lot of bad days I’m still trying to dress
In something clean, in something true
So my boy don’t inherit what I walked through
[Pre-Chorus]
I been broke, I been wild
Took the long road, lost some miles
Now I’m here, I’m standing still
Got a new blood in my will
[Chorus]
I live for my kids
I live for my wife to be
I die providing
That’s the man I choose to be
Make my dad proud
Make my daddy proud of me
I live for my kids
I live for my wife to be
[Bridge]
If I fall, I get back up
If I’m scared, I show up
Ain’t no glory in that past
Just a man who learned too late
I’m not running from my name
I’m repairing what I made
And every step I take today
Feels like the first real one I paid
[Final Chorus]
I live for my kids
I live for my wife to be
I die providing
That’s the man I choose to be
Make my dad proud
Make my daddy proud of me
I live for my kids
I live for my wife to be
Style
southern hip hop with trap bouncehalftime swingsnapped snares and rubbery 808 glide; verse rides sparse pianofinger snapsand tense hi-hat chatterpre-chorus opens with stacked harmonies and filtered riserschorus lands on a chanty hook with gang vocals and short delay throws. bridge strips to half-time bass and close-mic confessionthen final chorus adds extra ad-libsporch-chime accentsand a widepolished low-endsouthern hip hopslowbounce
Prompt
Slow Southern hip hop with trap bounce about finding myself after a life of robbing and shootout. Now I live for my kids and my wife to be. I’ll die providing like a man. Making my dad proud.
Credits
Prompt by
OnlySavo24
OnlySavo24GeneratedMay 22, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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