I Don’t Want a Hit

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
Everybody’s dreamin’ of that platinum plaque on the wall,
But I’m allergic to the thought of singin’ one song through it all.
Imagine every night, same hook, same beat, same crowd,
Me smilin’ like I love it while I’m screamin’ way too loud.
I’d rather write a thousand tracks that nobody knows,
Than be a jukebox zombie on a never-ending road.
‘Cause a hit is a prison with a velvet rope,
You think you’re free, but you’re chained to your own hope.

[Pre-Chorus]
They say, “One hit and you’ll never be broke,”
But I’d rather stay broke than be the punchline of my own joke.
‘Cause fame is a treadmill, and I ain’t tryna run,
If success means singin’ the same damn song till I’m done.

[Chorus]
I don’t want a hit, no, keep your number one,
‘Cause I’d have to sing it every night till the sun don’t run.
I don’t want a hit, no, that’s a golden cage,
I’d rather flip the page than live on one stage.
I don’t want a hit, no, keep your radio spin,
‘Cause I’d have to fake a smile every time I sing it again.

[Verse 2]
Picture me in Vegas, ten years down the line,
Still rappin’ that chorus like it’s 2009.
Crowd screamin’ like it’s fresh, but inside I’m dead,
Thinkin’ ‘bout the other songs that never left my head.
I’d rather be a cult classic, weird and free,
Than a one-hit puppet on MTV.
‘Cause a hit is a loop, and loops get tight,
And I ain’t tryna live Groundhog Day every night.

[Bridge]
What if my hit was the worst thing I wrote?
What if my legacy’s a lyric I hate to quote?
What if the song blows up ‘cause of some TikTok trend,
And I’m stuck dancin’ to it till the bitter end?
Nah, I want freedom, not a platinum chain,
I want art, not a brand, not a corporate name.

[Chorus – Big Drop]
I don’t want a hit, no, keep your number one,
‘Cause I’d have to sing it every night till the sun don’t run.
I don’t want a hit, no, that’s a golden cage,
I’d rather flip the page than live on one stage.
I don’t want a hit, no, keep your radio spin,
‘Cause I’d have to fake a smile every time I sing it again.

[Outro – Spoken Word Vibe]
So if you’re lookin’ for an anthem, go find someone else,
I’m busy writin’ verses just to entertain myself.
‘Cause the only thing worse than never bein’ known,
Is bein’ famous for a song you wish you’d never owned.