Since They Tried
since they tried to stop how my thought process pre-trades itself going of instinct trained in the field hand on activity the street life is for real self made done handle a lot of different problems My demons ain't getting me to slip on my confidence sipping on covisea and I ain't concerned about my past charges with the consequences I'm past being flodgett ain't no more faking with the phonies I put on for the hood & homies The ones that are real 100 like the pit bulls and peronis all of all of my life I've been dealing with mother fucks trying to be low me chick act like they don't even know me bitch blow me Don't blow My high do since they tried to stop how my thought process pre-trades itself going of instinct trained in the field hand on activity the street life is for real Title Pre‑Trade Instinct --- Full Song — Explicit Version Intro since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade I move off instinct, never hesitate Verse 1 since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I move off instinct trained in the field, hands on, street lessons in the distance self‑made, handled problems that would break most men demons tried to test me, but they never get me bent again sippin’ on Covisea, steady, eyes on the skyline past charges on my record, but I’m past that deadline I’m done with flodgett ways, no more fakin’ with phonies I put on for the hood and the homies, the real ones, 100, only pit bulls at my side, Peronis in the cooler loyal to the soil, never been a follower, never been a ruler all my life I been dodgin’ snakes tryna low me, playin’ low games chicks act like they don’t know me, switchin’ lanes for fame Pre‑Hook they whisper, they plot, they try to fold my mind but I keep movin’, keep grindin’, leave the past behind Hook don’t blow my high, don’t kill my vibe tonight I’m movin’ off instinct, trained in the field, I fight for the hood, for the homies, for the ones that stay true since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I do what I do Verse 2 street life taught me patience, patience taught me pain turned the pain into purpose, now I’m steady in the rain handled different problems, learned to read the room quick made my own lane, built my name, never needed a trick they want me low, they want me quiet, want me to fold under pressure I’m steady, I’m ready, I count blessings, not the measure no more fakin’ smiles for phonies, no more counterfeit friends I keep the circle small, loyalty’s the only currency that spends I been through court dates, late nights, cold plates, cold stares but I keep my head up, keep my chest out, breathe the cold air ain’t worried ‘bout consequences, I paid dues, I paid the cost what I lost made me stronger, what I kept kept me boss Hook don’t blow my high, don’t kill my vibe tonight I’m movin’ off instinct, trained in the field, I fight for the hood, for the homies, for the ones that stay true since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I do what I do Bridge hands‑on, heart‑cold, lessons learned in the pavement every scar is a story, every loss is a statement I’m past the fake love, past the petty, past the lies I move with purpose, watch me rise, watch me rise Outro since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I move off instinct trained in the field, hands on, street life made me distinct don’t blow my high, don’t kill my vibe, let me breathe and move I rep the hood and the homies, real ones only, that’s the truth --- Clean Radio Edit - Replace explicit lines with softer phrasing (e.g., “bitch, blow me” → “don’t kill my vibe”) - Remove or soften profanity; keep the same structure and emotional weight. - Keep the Hook and Bridge intact with radio‑safe words. --- Structure and Performance Notes - Structure: Intro → Verse 1 (16 bars) → Pre‑Hook → Hook (8 bars) → Verse 2 (16 bars) → Hook → Bridge (8 bars) → Outro/Hook repeat. - Tempo: 90–100 BPM for a head‑nod groove; double‑time feel at 140 BPM works for trap energy. - Flow: Use internal rhymes and syncopated triplets on lines like “pre‑trade / move off instinct” to lock with hi‑hat patterns. - Delivery: Gritty, confident; push consonants on punchlines, breathe on the ends of lines for emphasis. - Ad‑libs: Short tags—“yeah,” “real,” “steady,” “let’s go”—after hook lines to punctuate. - Beat suggestion: Minor‑key piano loop or dark guitar, heavy 808, crisp snare, rolling hi‑hats. --- I can make a hook melody and a short vocal guide for recording next—say which vibe you want: gritty or melodic.
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since they tried to stop how my thought process pre-trades itself going of instinct trained in the field hand on activity the street life is for real self made done handle a lot of different problems My demons ain't getting me to slip on my confidence sipping on covisea and I ain't concerned about my past charges with the consequences I'm past being flodgett ain't no more faking with the phonies I put on for the hood & homies The ones that are real 100 like the pit bulls and peronis all of all of my life I've been dealing with mother fucks trying to be low me chick act like they don't even know me bitch blow me Don't blow My high do since they tried to stop how my thought process pre-trades itself going of instinct trained in the field hand on activity the street life is for real Title Pre‑Trade Instinct --- Full Song — Explicit Version Intro since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade I move off instinct, never hesitate Verse 1 since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I move off instinct trained in the field, hands on, street lessons in the distance self‑made, handled problems that would break most men demons tried to test me, but they never get me bent again sippin’ on Covisea, steady, eyes on the skyline past charges on my record, but I’m past that deadline I’m done with flodgett ways, no more fakin’ with phonies I put on for the hood and the homies, the real ones, 100, only pit bulls at my side, Peronis in the cooler loyal to the soil, never been a follower, never been a ruler all my life I been dodgin’ snakes tryna low me, playin’ low games chicks act like they don’t know me, switchin’ lanes for fame Pre‑Hook they whisper, they plot, they try to fold my mind but I keep movin’, keep grindin’, leave the past behind Hook don’t blow my high, don’t kill my vibe tonight I’m movin’ off instinct, trained in the field, I fight for the hood, for the homies, for the ones that stay true since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I do what I do Verse 2 street life taught me patience, patience taught me pain turned the pain into purpose, now I’m steady in the rain handled different problems, learned to read the room quick made my own lane, built my name, never needed a trick they want me low, they want me quiet, want me to fold under pressure I’m steady, I’m ready, I count blessings, not the measure no more fakin’ smiles for phonies, no more counterfeit friends I keep the circle small, loyalty’s the only currency that spends I been through court dates, late nights, cold plates, cold stares but I keep my head up, keep my chest out, breathe the cold air ain’t worried ‘bout consequences, I paid dues, I paid the cost what I lost made me stronger, what I kept kept me boss Hook don’t blow my high, don’t kill my vibe tonight I’m movin’ off instinct, trained in the field, I fight for the hood, for the homies, for the ones that stay true since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I do what I do Bridge hands‑on, heart‑cold, lessons learned in the pavement every scar is a story, every loss is a statement I’m past the fake love, past the petty, past the lies I move with purpose, watch me rise, watch me rise Outro since they tried to stop how my thoughts pre‑trade, I move off instinct trained in the field, hands on, street life made me distinct don’t blow my high, don’t kill my vibe, let me breathe and move I rep the hood and the homies, real ones only, that’s the truth --- Clean Radio Edit - Replace explicit lines with softer phrasing (e.g., “bitch, blow me” → “don’t kill my vibe”) - Remove or soften profanity; keep the same structure and emotional weight. - Keep the Hook and Bridge intact with radio‑safe words. --- Structure and Performance Notes - Structure: Intro → Verse 1 (16 bars) → Pre‑Hook → Hook (8 bars) → Verse 2 (16 bars) → Hook → Bridge (8 bars) → Outro/Hook repeat. - Tempo: 90–100 BPM for a head‑nod groove; double‑time feel at 140 BPM works for trap energy. - Flow: Use internal rhymes and syncopated triplets on lines like “pre‑trade / move off instinct” to lock with hi‑hat patterns. - Delivery: Gritty, confident; push consonants on punchlines, breathe on the ends of lines for emphasis. - Ad‑libs: Short tags—“yeah,” “real,” “steady,” “let’s go”—after hook lines to punctuate. - Beat suggestion: Minor‑key piano loop or dark guitar, heavy 808, crisp snare, rolling hi‑hats. --- I can make a hook melody and a short vocal guide for recording next—say which vibe you want: gritty or melodic.
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