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A rap song that goes emo kinda. This song is based on my childhood experiences on GtaV online from a young kid to a young adult. It’s about the times we all struggled and turned to the game world. Lyrics Intro (spoken, low, slow) Yeah… We grew up in Los Santos more than our own cities. Headsets on, world off. Ain’t no second chance outside that screen. Verse 1 We grew up in lobbies louder than the city itself, Headphones full of laughs, pain hid on the shelf. Grinding for a life we ain't really had yet, Living through avatars instead of what's left. Heists felt realer than the air I breathe, Crew stayed close when the world wouldn't see. Now I scroll every name like a digital shrine, Greyed-out faces stuck in time. Hook (Melodic / Dark Rap) No respawn in real life, Can’t reload when the homie lose his fight. No checkpoint when you fall too far, No med kit healing broken hearts. Crew list empty, but the hurt stay live, Glitching through memories just to survive. Wish life had a lobby I could restart, But there’s no respawn for a torn-up heart. Verse 2 Oppressor in the sky but the silence louder, Party chat dead, whole room colder. Used to joke ‘bout death like it was light, Now I sit with it alone every night. No armor bar for the pain in my chest, No five-star heat can bring me rest. Ran from sirens in a stolen coupe, Now I'm running from dreams I can’t reboot. Hook No respawn in real life, Can’t reload when the homie lose his fight. Every empty slot in my crew hit deep, Every muted mic still talk in my sleep. I’m rich in-game, but I’m broke inside, Tryna drown hurt on a midnight ride. Verse 3 Some died young, some lost to the system, Some got buried while the world kept spinnin’. Some just drifted, faded out the frame, But the weight still heavy when I say their names. We built family outta pixels and smoke, Every inside joke was a lifeline rope. Now it's just echoes in a silent chat, Tryna escape memory maps I’m trapped at. Bridge (half-sung / half-rap) If heaven got servers, hope they stable now, Hope there ain’t lag when I join that cloud. Hope they laughing, hope they proud, Hope they see me when I’m lost in the crowd. Verse 4 Still drive Vespucci when the night feel long, Radio static hum like an old crew song. Same streets, same corners, different soul, Tryna patch bullet holes with self-control. Can’t spend this grief like digital cash, Can’t buy back time, can't undo the crash. So I drift through memories, burn that gas— Ghost rider in a shattered past. Hook (Final – Extended) No respawn in real life, Can’t reload when the homie lose his fight. No armor bar when your heart run dry, No extra lives when you ask “why?” Crew list legends live in my veins, Tattooed in loss, encrypted in pain. If I fade out too, let ‘em know I tried— Ain’t no respawn, just one last ride. Outro (spoken, quiet but steady) To the ones I lost… You weren’t NPCs. You were the main story. And I’m still playin’ for you