RUST ON THE FRETS

Intro String squeak. Amp hum. Verse 1 Rust on the frets but the tone still bleed I ain’t chasing clout, I’m chasing need Some boys chase powder till their gums recede I seen it firsthand, that hunger feed Kitchen lights flicker over cracked tile Couple old heads sniffing denial Talking fast money with a crooked smile While their rent stay late another mile I tried that rush once in my youth Felt my pulse jump out the booth Didn’t feel power, didn’t feel truth Just a hollow spike under the roof Hook Roll One & Chill, let the strings confess Gelato Glow Records, no cheap success We carve our lane with no finesse Just sweat and stress Verse 2 Ash fall slow on studio wood Life ain’t sweet but the vibe still good I seen coke turn a brother misunderstood Into a shadow where a man once stood This blues ain’t fashion, it’s lived Not something marketed or gift-wrapped It’s scars you hid And nights you snapped Bridge Kick drum knock like unpaid debt Bassline hum with quiet threat I ain’t perfect yet But I ain’t regret Verse 3 Gelato Glow Sessions in rotation No corporation validation Just patient dedication Through friction and creation Outro Rust on the strings still sing Long as the amp ring We build everything