[Verse 1] He was late nights, wrong crowd, cold floors Talking big talk, heart small, closed doors Every mirror was a fight, I’d dodge my own face Blaming everybody else for my choices, my waste He was backseat, chain smoke, dead stare Saying “one day, I’ll change” like hot air Left messages on read, left family on seen Had a good heart buried in a bad routine [Chorus] I gotta bury the old me, he ain’t me no more Throw the dirt on the doubts, let ’em sink in the floor If you looking for that kid, you gon’ knock on the past I put a shovel in my shame, I ain’t going back (nah) I gotta bury the old me, say a prayer, then leave Cut the ties to the lies that I used to believe If you love who I was, you can keep that ghost I’m standing in the sun while he fades in the smoke (yeah) [Verse 2] He was “trust me,” then break it in a week He was loud in the crowd, but empty when he’d speak He was scrolling through the pain, laughing in the scroll He was quiet in the car, storm inside his soul Now I’m digging in the dirt, hands raw, chest tight Every bad habit screaming, “you can’t live right” But I’m done with the drama that I wrote myself I signed my own letter, put him back on the shelf [Chorus] I gotta bury the old me, he ain’t me no more Throw the dirt on the doubts, let ’em sink in the floor If you looking for that kid, you gon’ knock on the past I put a shovel in my shame, I ain’t going back (hey) I gotta bury the old me, say a prayer, then leave Cut the ties to the lies that I used to believe If you love who I was, you can keep that ghost I’m standing in the sun while he fades in the smoke (let him go) [Bridge] Laid him down No flowers, no speech Just a name on a page That he’ll never repeat Laid him down One tear, then breathe If they ask who I am Tell ’em “watch and see” [Chorus] I gotta bury the old me, he ain’t me no more Throw the dirt on the doubts, let ’em sink in the floor If you looking for that kid, you gon’ knock on the past I put a shovel in my shame, I ain’t going back I gotta bury the old me, say a prayer, then leave Cut the ties to the lies that I used to believe If you love who I was, you can keep that ghost I’m writing out a life that he never could hold (yeah)

rap, Dark, moody hip-hop with a swung trap bounce, deep 808s, and sparse detuned bells; verses in a tight, confessional flow that builds intensity each bar. Hook opens up with layered male vocals and wide, echoing ad-libs. Second half brings in subtle choir pads and extra percussion for a climactic lift, then strips back to kick, bass, and voice for the final bar., hip hop

Bury The Old Me