

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Red dirt Blue lights Same story New night (yeah) [Verse 1] Welcome to the Rouge Where your momma say a prayer when you move Where your cousin got a shirt on the wall T-shirt face, candlelight, long talk, that’s the news West side, south side, whole map tense Lil homie only twelve, talkin’ high fence Talk cheap, chalk deep on the hot cement Whole city on edge, that’s a wild scent I’m just tryna get a bag, dodge headlines Ridin’ Airline, eyes on the red line Everybody know somebody didn’t get a next time So I keep mine, stack mine, dead silent [Chorus] Baton Rouge, better stay inside If you scared of that outside Ain’t no movie, you can really die So all you cowards stay inside I got money on my mind I got angels on my side This that murder capital life So all you cowards stay inside (inside) [Verse 2] Wrong hat, wrong block, that’s a bad route Grandma hear the shots, she just turn the fan loud We ain’t trippin’ off a rumor, they’ll come see about it So I built me a business just to leave around it Still love my city, but my city don’t love back Kids at the wake still yellin’ “where the club at?” Scroll through the feed, see a RIP caption Then a flyer for a party in the same damn action I’m countin’ up, tryin’ not to be a hashtag Put my people in a crib, with a big bag If you ain’t built for the field, don’t act bad Stay home, stay safe, we don’t miss, that’s facts [Chorus] Baton Rouge, better stay inside If you scared of that outside Ain’t no movie, you can really die So all you cowards stay inside I got money on my mind I got angels on my side This that murder capital life So all you cowards stay inside (stay inside) [Bridge] Every corner got a ghost name Every night feel the close range (woah) We just hustle through the cold rain If you soft, better switch lanes, switch lanes [Chorus] Baton Rouge, better stay inside If you scared of that outside Ain’t no movie, you can really die So all you cowards stay inside I got money on my mind I got angels on my side This that murder capital life So all you cowards stay inside (inside)
Tags
rap, Moody Southern trap-pop with male vocals; eerie bell loop and spaced-out keys over heavy sub-bass and crisp drums. Verses stay conversational and grimy, intimate close-mic delivery; hook explodes with layered auto-tuned harmonies, wide stereo ad-libs, and a chant-style refrain. Subtle guitar plucks in the background, last chorus stacked with octave doubles and delay tails for a dark, anthemic finish., pop
3:03
No
3/8/2026