Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Wake up, feelin older than I am Twenty-three, but my body feelin slammed Purple in the cup, tryna blur my brain Same old habits, tryna drown the pain Scrollin through the texts I left on read Family worried, say I’m losin in my head They don’t get this war I never chose I just let that poison keep me froze (yeah) [Chorus] I feel like goin back to the old me Pourin up strong so I don’t feel lonely Say I don’t care, let it all fall slowly If I crash out now, they gon’ say “told me” I’m only twenty-three, thinkin ’bout quittin on me Heart so heavy, tryna hide it in the codeine If I let go, who gon’ really ever know me? I feel like goin back, goin back to the old me (old me) [Verse 2] I been stuntin for a timeline I hate Smiles for the story, then I’m starin at my plate Haven’t touched food, but I’m sippin like it’s nothin Tellin everybody I’m straight, I’m bluffin (yeah) Homies in the ground, I still see they face Every time I pour, it’s like I taste they fate Tell myself “one more,” then I rinse, repeat I’m so tired of losin pieces of me [Chorus] I feel like goin back to the old me Pourin up strong so I don’t feel lonely Say I don’t care, let it all fall slowly If I crash out now, they gon’ say “told me” I’m only twenty-three, thinkin ’bout quittin on me Heart so heavy, tryna hide it in the codeine If I let go, who gon’ really ever know me? I feel like goin back, goin back to the old me (old me) [Bridge] What if I live long enough to heal? (yeah) What if there’s a version of me that’s real? If I give up now, that’s all they’ll see Just a faded kid that never got free [Chorus] I feel like goin back to the old me Pourin up strong so I don’t feel lonely Say I don’t care, let it all fall slowly If I crash out now, they gon’ say “told me” I’m only twenty-three, beggin God “don’t quit on me” Heart so heavy, I been hidin in the codeine If I hold on, maybe I can really know me I’m tryna leave behind, leave behind the old me (the old me)
Tags
rap, Moody trap ballad with male vocals; minor-key piano and airy pads over a slow, knocking drum groove and subby bass. Verses stay tight and conversational, close-mic, with ad-libs echoing in the sides. Hook swells with stacked, slightly distorted vocals and a simple, mournful top melody. Occasional distant guitar plucks and filtered drops to spotlight key lines; final chorus pulls back to almost acapella for a hollow, unresolved fade.
Duration
2:56
Instrumental
No
Created
2/4/2026