Carried Weight

[Trap Soul]

[Verse 1]
I ain’t grow up with silver plates,
Just missed meals and rent was late
Where “I love you” felt too late,
And bedtime prayers carried weight.

Wrote my first verse in the dark,
Tryna light a flame from broken parts.
Every tear had a tempo, every scar had a sound,
So I turned my breakdowns into basslines now.

They ain’t see the nights I bled ink,
Just the views when I made ‘em think.
But I ain’t need the world to get it—
Just a beat, a mic, and pain that wouldn’t quit it.


[Hook]
I carried weight they never saw,
Smiles on pain, like nothin’s wrong.
No spotlights, just quiet fights,
Prayed every night I’d make it home.

I carried weight in empty rooms,
Turned every bruise into a tune.
Ain’t just survived, I shaped my fate—
This soul you hear… it carried weight.

Learned to smile through what won’t heal.
I carried weight they couldn’t feel,
Quiet storms behind my face,
Still showed love, still moved with grace.

I carried weight in silent ways,
Wrote my truth on empty days.
This soul you hear ain’t just escape—
It’s every scar I had to face.

[Verse 2]
One day I woke up tired of the pain,
Said, “I’mma flip this script, change the game.”
Put my heart on beats, my soul in lines,
Turned all these scars into gold mines.

From nights I cried to days I fought,
Found my peace inside the storm I brought.
This music’s more than just my voice—
It’s every broken kid’s choice.

Now every track’s a light in the dark,
A prayer, a promise, a brand new start.
I’m still carrying that weight, but now—
It’s fuel to lift me somehow.

[Bridge]
It ain’t just music, it’s therapy,
The pen’s the only friend that’s really seen me.
From silence to sound, from pain to hope,
This is my story — my way to cope.

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