[Intro] Yeah… Ayy… You ever feel like the whole damn world turned its back? Like every smile hid another knife? Yeah… They got me… (Cold ambient guitar swells, fingerpicked minor chords, washed reverb, soft reverse textures, emotional indie atmosphere with deep 808 entering after the last line. Organic guitar articulation and expressive vibrato help sell the intimate mood.) Foundational Guitar Techniques(11).pdf ⸻ [Verse 1] Mama said, “Boy, keep your head up,” I tried. Hard to see the sun when your whole damn sky died. Had my back to the wall, now my name on the rise. Every scar on my body tell the truth, no lies. Lost brothers to greed, lost love to the streets. Lost sleep every night while I chased these dreams. Everybody got a price, everybody got a mask. Funny how they disappear when life starts to crash. They counted me out… Now they countin’ my wins. They prayed I’d stay broke… Now I’m stackin’ again. You don’t know survival… You just know the flex. I learned more from pain… Than success ever did. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Look me in my eyes… Tell me I won’t win. I been fightin’ demons That were wearin’ human skin. Every damn heartbeat… Got revenge inside. Now it’s do or die… I ain’t runnin’, I ain’t hidin’. ⸻ [Chorus] They got me… But they never got my heart. Tried to tear my whole damn world Right the fuck apart. Now I’m still here… Middle fingers high. If I gotta die… I’ma die still fly. They got me… Made me who I am. Every “fuck you” Built a better man. Now they watch me win… While they choke on shame. Bet they wish they never Spoke my fuckin’ name. ⸻ [Verse 2] Used to chase acceptance… Now I chase peace. Cut a whole lotta people… Just to breathe. If loyalty cheap… I don’t wanna buy. I’d rather stand alone… Than live another lie. Every damn bridge That they burned behind me… Lit the road That finally helped me find me. ⸻ [Bridge] Fuck your sympathy… I don’t need that shit. I survived the nights That would’ve made you quit. Now every heartbeat Sound like war drums. I’m still standin’ here… And I ain’t fuckin’ done. (Instrumental opens into spacious indie textures—clean fingerpicked guitar, volume swells, delayed harmonics, deep sub bass, restrained live-style drums before exploding back into the final chorus.) Foundational Guitar Techniques(11).pdf ⸻ [Final Chorus] They got me… But they never got my heart. Tried to tear my whole damn world Right the fuck apart. Now I’m still here… Middle fingers high. If I gotta die… I’ma die still fly. They got me… Made me who I am. Every “fuck you” Built a better man. Now they watch me win… While they choke on shame. Bet they wish they never Spoke my fuckin’ name. ⸻ [Outro] They got my trust… They got my tears… They got my worst days… But they never got… My soul. And they never… Fuckin’ will.
