First feature in a long time... CREDITS: @hypnotictonic - https://suno.com/@hypnotictonic [Intro: Ethereal pads, Melodic lead, background chopped choir] [Style Tag: Spoken-sung intro with reverb. Echoing breath FX and layered falsetto whispers. Moody synth gliding under vocals.] I'd rather die... Yes. I'd rather die than- Mhm. I'd rather see it burn... (Woah!) Rather die than lose it all. [Verse 1: Slurred rapping] [Style Tag: Smooth, mumble rapping delivery with melodic inflections. Slight Auto-Tune. soft vocal layering on final words, atmospheric synths swelling behind, deep 808s.] Game out, scoring 50 points. I was out smoking joints with the bros. Wasting life, had a choice, but... I was being Hollywood, brown noise. Catching bitches like I'm the chosen one... (Yuh) Swapping seats, like I had it all in one... Livin' lavish, is how it all begun... Check the pockets, now we're going, son. Flex the rollie, all we do is fun. Rick Ross, Aston, with the guns. [Bridge: Rapping] [Style Tag: Melodic rap tone with echo FX. Ambient strings and filtered drums under the verse. Emotional but restrained delivery. Ghostly adlibs in background.] Wasn't thinking bout what's bad, Couldn't give a fuck, was mad, I was at the crib rolling up, like damn... Fly to A-T-L, I'm so High off all my L's, Got the streets ringin' bells, yeah... I'm so done wit' this... (Mm) Gotta move on, while I'm up and feeling well... Yeah... [Chorus] [Style Tag: Clean, smooth vocal tone with falsetto harmonies and ambient pads. Spacious reverb. Lead vocal upfront with trailing doubles. Slow, cinematic drums enter with impact.] I would rather die. I would rather die, Than to see it fall... And burn... I would rather cry. Yes, I would rather cry, Than trust fall... Into the hands of you... you... [Verse 2] [Style Tag: Deeper, more grounded rap tone. Smooth phrasing, whispered doubles, and echo adlibs on key lines. Lush background pads and string textures swell behind.] Twisted wicked, mind’s a mess Rollin’ dice and takin’ bets Bitches misreadin’ the context Rather die but ain't there yet Mirror cracked, still check the fit Cross myself like hypocrites Poppin’ off, no consequence Holy sins in gold-stained wrists Blood on mink, that velvet drip Chasin’ ghosts through velvet lips One more toast, apocalypse Burn it all, I’ll light the wick Lucid dreams and dirty cash Sermons blast through tinted glass Feelin' cursed but built to last Crashin' fast, part of the plan [Bridge 2: Slurred delivery with echo FX, falsetto harmonies] [Style Tag: Falsetto and melodic rap blend. Spacious, cinematic ambiance. Soft string chords and ambient synths. Haunting harmonies in background. Whispered echoes and pauses.] Ashes on the marble floor (ahhh...) Had it all, still wanted more (more...) Love turned bitter when it poured Gold can’t patch a heart that’s torn (nah...) Numb from nights I can’t erase Fame just dressed my empty space Mirror won’t reflect my face Say it loud, I won’t be replaced (never...) [Pre-Chorus: Melodic rap, pitched echoes on last words] [Style Tag: Introspective, melodic rap flow with rising emotional intensity. Reverb-heavy adlibs. Harmonized echoes trailing each bar.] Tried to climb but the rope was frayed (frayed...) Tried to trust but the price got paid (paid...) All this love just a masquerade (masquerade...) So I dance while the world decays (decays...) Pulse on fire, I ain't ask for peace Burn me raw, but I won't retreat Cut me deep, I still won't plead Rather fall alone than let you lead [Chorus] [Style Tag: Repeat of earlier chorus, but with enhanced harmonies and cinematic reverb. Slight vocal breaks to show emotional exhaustion. Beat slows slightly then swells.] I would rather die. I would rather die, I would rather die. I would rather die, Than to see it fall... And burn... I would rather cry. Yes, I would rather cry, Than trust fall... Into the hands of you...
