[Raw off-beat street rap vocals over fast DnB drums, dry close-mic tone, loose rambling cadence, no singing, no melody, no pretty vocals, words dragging behind the beat then rushing ahead, awkward pauses, blunt adlibs, chaotic confidence, funny-dark flex bars, restless jungle energy, messy punch-ins, unpolished bedroom-recorded feel] ⸻ [Hook] [off-kilter rap hook, dry vocal] I got hoes I got foes I got bills I got goals I got holes In my clothes But I still Strike a pose [adlib] still do it… I got smoke I got jokes I got stress In my throat I got people saying “chill” I got places to go ⸻ [Verse 1] [fast DnB rap pocket, loose timing] I got two missed calls And a half-dead phone I got three weird texts That I left alone I got rent due soon And a bad cologne I got one good shoe And a cracked backbone [adlib] damn… I got fries in the bag I got sauce on my sleeve I got plans in my head That nobody believe I got old friends mad Cause I learned how to leave I got new money small But it still help me breathe [background adlib] still breathe… Drums going fast But I’m talking real slow Life getting weird But the fit still go She said I act funny I said “yeah, I know” I got hoes I got foes I got nowhere to go ⸻ [Hook] [off-kilter rap hook, more energy] I got hoes I got foes I got bills I got goals I got holes In my clothes But I still Strike a pose [adlib] still do it… I got smoke I got jokes I got stress In my throat I got people saying “chill” I got places to go ⸻ [Verse 2] [rambling street rap, behind the beat] I got bad luck Acting like a roommate I got one fake smile And a real headache I got gas light blinking Like it know my fate I got food getting cold Cause I showed up late [adlib] of course… I got hoes saying “hey” I got foes saying “nah” I got dreams too big For this broke-down car I got pain in my pocket With the loose change lost I got style out the mud I ain’t check what it cost [background adlib] what it cost… I don’t rap on beat I just argue with drums I don’t flex online I just look like funds I got problems stacked up Like they came in a bundle Still run through the jungle Like I dropped something under it ⸻ [Bridge] [spoken rap break, dry vocal] Hoes Foes Rent Goals Stress Smoke Still Go [overlap adlib] still go… still go… ⸻ [Final Hook] [off-kilter rap hook, chaotic DnB energy] I got hoes I got foes I got bills I got goals I got holes In my clothes But I still Strike a pose I got smoke I got jokes I got stress In my throat I got people saying “chill” I got places to go
