Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Black book in my hand
Names on every page
I been countin' losses
Turnin' hurt to wage
Cold rice in the pan
Still I made it stretch
She say, "How you this calm?"
I got knives in my chest
New coat, same scars
Same cracked front step
Mama heard me cough once
Then I lost my breath
I don't sleep, I plot
I don't talk, I move
Every room get small
When I step in through
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Hear that pressure rise
Hold up
See it in my eyes
Every little favor
Come back with a tooth
If you want that real
Better tell the truth
[Chorus]
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
Count my scars, count my wins
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
Say my name, then step back
No sleep ledger
[Verse 2]
Gray smoke on my hoodie
Rain on the doormat
Phone light blink once
I don't call, I fold that
I seen fake love freeze
On a metal tray
I seen pride get thin
Then it melt away
My folks keep prayers
In a chipped glass dish
I keep heavy thoughts
In a locked tight fist
If the night want mine
It can try, it can try
But I learned that fear
Need a place to die
[Pre-Chorus]
Hold up
Hear that pressure rise
Hold up
See it in my eyes
Every little favor
Come back with a tooth
If you want that real
Better tell the truth
[Chorus]
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
Count my scars, count my wins
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
Say my name, then step back
No sleep ledger
[Bridge]
Pale hands on the wheel
I don't drift, I steer
Whole block seen me fall
Then I reappear
One bruise, two storms
Still the steps stay clean
I got fire in my throat
And a debt in my jeans
[Chorus]
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
Count my scars, count my wins
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
No sleep ledger
Say my name, then step back
No sleep ledger
Style
trap rap with swung hi-hatsbooming 808sand a tense half-time bounce; verse rides sparse drums and a minor-key piano motifpre-chorus tightens with filtered risers and doubled whisper stackschorus hits with clipped gang ad-libs and a bass slide on the hook word. close-mic lead vocal in versesdoubled low octave on the chorussharp delay throws on end-rhymesglossy but gritty low endtense and punchy mix.rapbounceenglish
Prompt
Rap with dark trap bounce, swung hi-hats, booming 808s, and a tense half-time groove; verse rides sparse drums and a minor-key piano motif, pre-chorus tightens with filtered risers and doubled whisper
Credits
Prompt by
mr_pie07
mr_pie07GeneratedApr 27, 2026
ModelZona