Music Details

Over My Shoulder
Lil Durk-style drill rap, mid-tempo, gritty, melancholic, trap beats, moody synth underlay, raw and unfiltered vocals
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[Intro – tense, brooding vibe]
Street lights flicker on the block
Every shadow feels like a plot
[Verse 1 – wary, sharp mood]
Grew up seeing smiles turn to knives
Learned to count my blessings twice
Hands in my pockets, eyes on the door
Can’t let no stranger cross my floor
Last time I trusted, I got burned
Now every promise feels unearned
[Chorus 1 – bitter, guarded mood]
I’m always looking over my shoulder
Can’t let no soul get any closer
Every hand that reaches out might be a trap
Got my back against the wall, can’t take no crap
I’m always looking over my shoulder
Can’t let no soul get any closer
Love turned to hate, friends turned to foes
In this game, you either win or you fold
[Verse 2 – cynical, cautious mood]
Text from a homie I ain’t seen in months
My first thought is what he want from me, hunts
Used to ride together, now I keep my distance
‘Cause loyalty’s a word that lost its existence
They’ll clap for you when you’re on top
But kick you down when you hit the drop
[Chorus 2 – weary, defensive mood]
I’m always looking over my shoulder
Can’t let no soul get any closer
Every hand that reaches out might be a trap
Got my back against the wall, can’t take no crap
I’m always looking over my shoulder
Can’t let no soul get any closer
Love turned to hate, friends turned to foes
In this game, you either win or you fold
[Bridge – frustrated, raw mood]
I wish I could let my guard down for a night
But the streets taught me to fight with all my might
Every face has a secret, every word a lie
In this life, you either run or you die
[Chorus 3 – desperate, unyielding mood]
I’m always looking over my shoulder
Can’t let no soul get any closer
Every hand that reaches out might be a trap
Got my back against the wall, can’t take no crap
I’m always looking over my shoulder
Can’t let no soul get any closer
Love turned to hate, friends turned to foes
In this game, you either win or you fold
[Outro – fading, somber mood]
Street lights dim on the block
Still watching for the next plot