Gerador de Música IA Gratuito

Used to sleep on the floor, now I'm up in the penthouse,

Countin' stacks, no cap, I could buy the whole damn house,

Went from broke to the boss, they all wanna be my friends,

But these motherfuckers ghosted when I needed me some ends,

Now I’m cruising in my Benz, pull up, swervin’ on these hoes,

Suddenly they hit my phone—damn, everybody knows,

Wasn't with me at my lows, now they actin' like we bros,

Fuck that fake love, I'm just stackin' up these O's.

I remember cold nights, no heater on the floor,

Plastic bags in my socks, rain leaking by the door,

Ignored my fucking calls, left my texts red, that's for sure,

Now I'm ballin' out the ceiling, they beggin’ me for more,

Had to grind, had to hustle, put my city on my back,

No sleep, stomach growlin', made a feast outta scraps,

Now my wrist cold, got these diamonds on attack,

Tryna reach me in the club ‘til the bouncer call them back,

Shit, I ain't forgot the dirt, never brushed it off,

They prayin' for a handout, but these bridges I cut off,

Never saw them when I struggled, just me and my pen,

Now everybody wanna claim we best friends.

Used to sleep on the floor, now I'm up in the penthouse,

Countin' stacks, no cap, I could buy the whole damn house,

Went from broke to the boss, they all wanna be my friends,

But these motherfuckers ghosted when I needed me some ends,

Now I’m cruising in my Benz, pull up, swervin’ on these hoes,

Suddenly they hit my phone—damn, everybody knows,

Wasn't with me at my lows, now they actin' like we bros,

Fuck that fake love, I'm just stackin' up these O's.

Now it's marble underfoot where I once lay with my pain,

Champagne in my glass, I don’t flinch in the rain,

These snakes shed skin when they see a little fame,

Change up, switchin’ sides, but I stayed in my lane,

Real talk, who was callin' when the fridge was lookin' empty?

Now they want a piece, but the grind made me plenty,

Dressed in designer, lookin’ sharper than a shiv,

Bet they never thought this broke boy had a reason to live,

So I flex on every motherfucker said I wouldn't make it,

Left me out to dry, now they wishin' they could fake it,

Throw my pain in my lyrics, stack the struggle with the win,

Keep my circle tight, fuck the ones who never let me in.

Now the floor’s just a memory, beneath my custom kicks,

Ain't no love for the ones who tried to treat me like shit,

From the gutter to the gleam, my story never bends,

Buying buildings, not forgiveness, for these phony fuckin' friends.

Used to sleep on the floor, now the building's got my name,

You ain’t fuckin' with my hustle? Get the fuck outta my lane.

Every stone they threw, now it’s jewels up in my chain,

A rebel with some millions, let that real shit remain.

Officer, please — I know I was moving fast

Not trying to make trouble, not burning up the gas

I wasn’t racing, just chasing time by the minute

Whole situation pressed, I promise there’s no gimmick

Not about that ticket, can we talk a little quicker?

I swear my reason’s real, it’s a personal adventure

Hopped in the ride, city lights on blast

Thought it’d be a breeze, just a routine dash

But fate had a twist waiting at the very next sign

A sudden urge hit hard, body giving me the line

Scrollin’ streets, clock ticking, stress in my head

My GPS shows red but my face turning red instead

Didn’t spot your lights ‘til they caught in my rearview

I pulled over fast, truth is — I had to!

You walked up slow, calm badge on your chest

I rolled down the window, hope disguised my stress

You said, "License, registration, do you know how quick?"

Sir, I’m sorry, it’s not tricks, this is panic, not slick

Officer, please — I know I was moving fast

Not trying to make trouble, not burning up the gas

I wasn’t racing, just chasing time by the minute

Whole situation pressed, I promise there’s no gimmick

Not about that ticket, can we talk a little quicker?

I swear my reason’s real, it’s a personal adventure

There’s a story in every stop, mine's got urgency

It’s not about the law, it’s about my physiology

I kept my hands on the wheel, tried to stay composed

But my fate’s in your hands — and it’s getting close

I explained my quest, face full of concern

It’s a critical mission with no exit to turn

Didn’t want to break rules or put lives at risk

Promise I’m honest, check my record on your list

It’s a basic need, no hero in this tale

Just a man in a jam, trapped, hoping for bail

So what do you say, can mercy win this inning?

I just hope you get it — oh man, the clock's thinning

I ain’t above the law, I respect the badge

But ask anyone, this moment’s kinda bad

I’m sweating every second, dignity slipping away

If you let me go, it’ll save my whole day

Officer, please — I know I was moving fast

Not trying to make trouble, not burning up the gas

I wasn’t racing, just chasing time by the minute

Whole situation pressed, I promise there’s no gimmick

Not about that ticket, can we talk a little quicker?

I swear my reason’s real, it’s a personal adventure

So let a brother slide, just this one minute

I’ll stick to the speed, with a lesson infinite

Not about the ticket, it’s survival in the streets

Bathroom calling louder than the echo of these beats