Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
Last year tried to kill me
Look at me now
Still breathing (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Had my back on the floor, tiles cold on my face
Late rent, three jobs, still losing that race
Phone full of “we need to talk” and “call me”
Friends turned ghosts, they forgot they knew me
Tears in the Uber, counting coins for the ride
Ate shame with my dinner, kept the hurt deep inside
Scrolling past wins from the people I knew
Thinking, “why not me?” but the doubt felt true
[Chorus]
I’m back from the wreckage, stepped out the fire
Turned every breakdown into desire
You thought I was finished, thought I was done
I sharpened my scars and I loaded my lungs
I’m back from the wreckage, tougher than steel
Everything they took, I’ma make ’em all feel
I crawled through the dark, now I walk like a gun
Year tried to end me, I already won
[Verse 2]
Therapist chair, told my pain like a script
Hands still shaking but my tongue didn’t trip
Mama in my ear say, “baby, stand tall”
Even if you limping, that’s a step, that’s a haul
Turned my Ls to a list, taped it up on the wall
Every name, every doubt, every stumble, every fall
Did push-ups on the floor of that tiny room
Till my chest said “ready,” till my faith made room
[Chorus]
I’m back from the wreckage, stepped out the fire
Turned every breakdown into desire
You thought I was finished, thought I was done
I sharpened my scars and I loaded my lungs
I’m back from the wreckage, tougher than steel
Everything they took, I’ma make ’em all feel
I crawled through the dark, now I walk like a gun
Year tried to end me, I already won
[Bridge]
They buried me deep, I grew through the dirt (grew through the dirt)
You measuring wins, I’m measuring work (measuring work)
Storm in my chest, but I steer that rain
Aim it at dreams, let it water my name (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m back from the wreckage, stepped out the fire
Turned every breakdown into desire
You thought I was finished, thought I was done
I sharpened my scars and I loaded my lungs
I’m back from the wreckage, tougher than steel
Everything they took, I’ma make ’em all feel
I crawled through the dark, now I walk like a gun
Year tried to end me, I already won
Style
rapfuturistic trap-glitch beat with stuttering hi-hatswarped vocal chopsand distorted 808s. verses lock into a coldmenacing pocket; choruses widen with layered chant vocals and bright synth swells. sudden glitch cuts and reverse fx emphasize key lines. male vocals with aggressive rap delivery and a shoutedstadium-ready hook.glitch
Prompt
A song of resilience about overcoming a difficult year, emerging stronger and more determined, rap, trap, glitch
Credits
Prompt by
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Fxklxve_darnellGeneratedFeb 22, 2026
ModelAria v5
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