Bass in my chest
š¤ āBASS IN MY CHESTā Detroit Street Anthem | 84 Bars | Heavy 808s | Gritty Flow INTRO ā 4 BARS (Low engine rumble⦠bass creeps inā¦) Yeah! Look, I done came too far to fold now. Every scar got a story, every loss got a price. Turn that bass up! Let āem feel this one! VERSE 1 ā THE HUSTLE (16 BARS) 1. I came up where the rent due, dreams on a deadline, 2. Had to turn a broke night into a motherfuckinā gold mine. 3. Stomach on empty, but the vision stayed fed, 4. Had a million-dollar mindset with a ten-dollar bed. 5. Life threw jabs, I learned to bob with the pressure, 6. Every loss was a lesson, every scar was a lecture. 7. I was down bad, still dressed like a winner, 8. Had a cold plate waiting, turned the cold into dinner. 9. Iām a wolf in the winter, got the hunger of a beast, 10. Had to starve out the habits just to feast on the least. 11. Everybody want the shine, nobody want the grind, 12. They want the watch and the chain, not the weight on your mind. 13. I put pain in the pen, put the truth in the track, 14. Every bar got a backbone, every word got my back. 15. Iām from Detroit, where the hustle put the steel in your spine, 16. Where you learn to make a dollar out of scraps and a dime. HOOK ā 8 BARS (808s hit HARD ā deep bass, bouncing kick, aggressive delivery) 17. Bass in my chest, got the whole block shaking, 18. Came from the bottom, aināt no shortcut taken. 19. Friends turn fake when the money start breaking, 20. Women play hearts while the whole world waiting. 21. Big dog steps, I aināt moving like a puppy, 22. Everybody say they real till the situation ugly. 23. Ten toes down, had to build it from the rubble, 24. If it aināt about growth, I aināt doubling my trouble! VERSE 2 ā WRONG WOMEN, WRONG LOVE (16 BARS) 25. Met a pretty face, thought I found me a blessing, 26. Turns out Cupid had a knife and the love was a weapon. 27. She was sweet like honey, but the venom ran deep, 28. Had me fighting with my peace, losing money and sleep. 29. She could turn a calm night to a courtroom drama, 30. Had the truth in her face, still denied the evidence. 31. Every kiss came with a question, every hug came with a price, 32. She was selling me a dream while she was auctioning my life. 33. I aināt bitter, Iām better, learned to read whatās between, 34. Some women love the man, some just love what he brings. 35. Some want a king till the crown gets heavy, 36. Then they leave you in the rain when the road aināt steady. 37. I was building us a future, she was breaking the foundation, 38. Had my heart in a chokehold, called it love and dedication. 39. Now I check the intentions, not the lashes or the thighs, 40. āCause a beautiful disguise canāt make a beautiful lie. HOOK ā 8 BARS (Bass drops out for two beats, then slams back in.) 41. Bass in my chest, got the whole block shaking, 42. Came from the bottom, aināt no shortcut taken. 43. Friends turn fake when the money start breaking, 44. Women play hearts while the whole world waiting. 45. Big dog steps, I aināt moving like a puppy, 46. Everybody say they real till the situation ugly. 47. Ten toes down, had to build it from the rubble, 48. If it aināt about growth, I aināt doubling my trouble! VERSE 3 ā THE WRONG CIRCLE (16 BARS) 49. Had some brothers in my circle, thought the bond was titanium, 50. Found out loyalty gets thin when the money gets astronomical. 51. Everybody at the table when the food is on the platter, 52. When the plates get empty, watch who asking what happened. 53. Someāll gas you like a rocket just to watch you hit the ground, 54. Put a smile across your face, put a target on your crown. 55. They be clapping when you lose, getting quiet when you win, 56. Thatās a snake in a jersey, not a brother or a friend. 57. Had to clean up my circle like a cut that wouldnāt heal, 58. Learned the hardest-looking people aināt the toughest when itās real. 59. Someāll sell you out for pennies, put your name inside a lie, 60. Then theyāll swear they had your back while they watch you bleed inside. 61. Now my circle small, but the vision getting wider, 62. I donāt need a hundred people, just a couple real riders. 63. Keep the drama at a distance, let the jealousy expire, 64. I got too much on the line to let a clown play with the wire. BRIDGE ā THE MINDSET (8 BARS) (Beat strips back to a dark piano loop and deep, pulsing bass.) 65. I done walked through the fire with my soul still breathing, 66. Had to bury old beliefs just to find new meaning. 67. Every closed door taught me how to build a new entrance, 68. Every fake friend showed me the value of distance. 69. I aināt chasing revenge, Iām pursuing elevation, 70. Turned the anger into fuel, put the pain in rotation. 71. You can lose everything and still stand like a giant, 72. Long as your mind stays sharp and your heart stays defiant. FINAL VERSE ā 8 BARS (Full drums return. Bass distorted and aggressive. Double-time flow.) 73. Iām a product of the pressure, put the city in my cadence, 74. Had to fight through the static, now the vision looking spacious. 75. No more love for the lies, no more seats for the leeches, 76. If the lesson costs my peace, then the lesson aināt worth keeping. 77. Iām investing in the future, every move got a purpose, 78. I done seen too many drown trying to prove they got a surface. 79. Detroit in my blood, got that blue
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