Plain Hoodie, Loud World

[Intro]
Yeah
It’s like
We live two lives
Same city, different nights
[Verse 1]
You out late, new pics, new fit
I’m at home, blue light, new shift
You roll up, you laugh, you drift
I roll out of bed, clock in, stack chips
You chasing a high, I’m chasing a house
You chasing a crowd, I’m chasing accounts
You living for the story and the smoke in the couch
I’m living for the day I can pay my mom out
I like you, that’s the problem
You fun, I’m just solemn
You dance on the table
I’m reading about columns
[Chorus]
I’m in a plain hoodie, you in loud rooms
You love a packed night, I love a clean room
You burning this week, I’m burning through debt
I don’t think I should chase, but I ain’t there yet
It hurts ‘cause I want you, bad, that’s true
But love shouldn’t feel like I’m losing me for you
I’m sober in a world you don’t wanna leave
Guess I gotta choose my heart or you and your scene
[Verse 2]
You say, “come through,” same line, same bar
I say, “maybe,” then I stare at my scars
Last time I pulled up, I felt so far
Standing in the smoke with a glass of water
You say, “live a little,” but I did that fast
I seen too many crash, I don’t miss that past
You live in the moment, I live in the math
How much can I save, will this peace last
I want movie nights, not mornings in pain
You want blurry pics, I want a clear brain
You say I’m too deep, I say you’re afraid
We both kinda right, but we ain’t the same
[Chorus]
I’m in a plain hoodie, you in loud rooms
You love a packed night, I love a clean room
You burning this week, I’m burning through debt
I don’t think I should chase, but I ain’t there yet
It hurts ‘cause I want you, bad, that’s true
But love shouldn’t feel like I’m losing me for you
I’m sober in a world you don’t wanna leave
Guess I gotta choose my heart or you and your scene
[Bridge]
Maybe in another life, timing right
You don’t gotta light up just to feel alright
I don’t gotta fix you, that ain’t my fight
I just gotta walk away, hard as I might (yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m in a plain hoodie, you in loud rooms
You love a packed night, I love a clean room
You burning this week, I’m burning through debt
I know I shouldn’t chase, I ain’t going back
It hurts ‘cause I want you, bad, that’s true
But love shouldn’t feel like I’m losing me for you
I’m choosing the future you don’t even see
Guess I gotta save my soul
not you and your scene

rap, Melancholic trap beat with detuned bells, sparse piano, and deep 808 swells. Verses sit in a tight, confessional pocket; hook opens with layered, slightly pitched vocal doubles for a haunted feel. Minimal hats at first, building to stuttering rolls and risers by the last hook. Male vocals, intimate and close-mic’d, with occasional distant ad-lib echoes., sad