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Wrappers on the floor


Artist: GR¥VIN
Artist's Description
A dark, melodic trap-rap story of betrayal—coming home drunk to signs of cheating, paranoia on a late-night drive, a best friend’s lies, and a brutal public reveal. Toxic, cinematic, and raw, it captures heartbreak spiraling into clarity.

Genre(s): Pop, General Pop, General R-n-B, Soul
Mood(s): Relaxed, Repetitive, Revenge, Romantic, Simple
Style(s): Party, Sex, Story
Language(s): English
Standard License:$50.00
Extended License:$125.00
COPYRIGHT TRANSFER ENQUIRY PRICE:$450.00

Wrappers on the floor

By GR¥VIN
Intro: melodic


Verse 1 (Driving / Realization)

Keys still on the counter, door half shut
I wasn’t lookin’ for dirt, I just came home drunk
Shoes by the couch that ain’t mine at all
Then I saw the silver tear by the bedroom wall

Condom wrappers in my apartment trash
Same brand we used, yeah, that’s what cracked
My hoodie on the floor like a trophy prize
And my stomach dropped faster than the bass in the ride

I’m drivin’ fast, breath short, vision blur
Radio off ‘cause the truth too loud to hear
Every red light feel like it laughin’ at me
Every mile closer feel like betrayal speed

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Hook (Dark / Catchy / Toxic)

Wrappers on the floor, fingerprints on my soul
Every mile I drive, losin’ more control
She said “it’s just us,” yeah, that was a lie
Now I’m racin’ the truth just to look it in the eye

Wrappers on the floor, now my trust on E
Every turn I take feel like enemies
If I crash tonight, it’s ‘cause my heart hit first
Love don’t kill fast, it let it hurt

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Verse 2 (Calling Best Friend / Paranoia)

I hit my bro, voice crackin’ through the phone
Told him “something wrong, man, I’m not alone”
Said I found signs I can’t defend
He said “breathe, don’t assume, let’s not pretend”

I told him ‘bout the wrappers, told him ‘bout the shoes
Told him how my place smell like somebody new
He went quiet like he lost reception
Said “nah, that’s crazy,” but his tone got tension

I asked him where he been the past few nights
He said “work late,” then changed the subject twice
I stared at the dash like it knew the truth
Every second tickin’ feelin’ less like you

I hung up the phone when my chest got tight
Somebody lyin’ and I’m next in line

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Hook (Repeat / Bigger)

Wrappers on the floor, fingerprints on my soul
Every mile I drive, losin’ more control
She said “it’s just us,” yeah, that was a lie
Now I’m racin’ the truth just to look it in the eye

Wrappers on the floor, now my trust on E
Every turn I take feel like enemies
If I crash tonight, it’s ‘cause my heart hit first
Love don’t kill fast, it let it hurt

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Verse 3 (Most Toxic / Confrontation)

I walk in her job, heart beatin’ like sirens
Face hot, hands cold, vision vibratin’
She look up, smile fake, say “what you doin’ here?”
I said “we need words,” she said “not now, not here”

Then the door open slow like a movie scene
And my best friend walk in like he ain’t see me
He grab her waist, pull her in close
Kiss her mouth like I’m a ghost

My chest went numb, knees felt weak
That’s when loyalty died in front of me
She didn’t pull back, didn’t look ashamed
Just froze like silence explain everything

I laughed—yeah, I laughed real dark
Said “so that’s why my place fell apart”
I told her “keep him, you deserve that breed”
Then looked at him like “you dead to me”

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Final Hook (Half-Time → Full)

Wrappers on the floor, now it all make sense
Why my best friend felt like a stranger since
You ain’t just cheat, you burned my ground
Then watched my world fall quiet, sound by sound

Wrappers on the floor, now I’m lettin’ go
Of love, of loyalty, of shit I don’t owe
If karma real, she gon’ take her time
But tonight? I survived mine

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Outro (Spoken / Calm, Broken)

3:04 a.m.
I didn’t lose my girl.
I lost two liars who thought I’d never put it together.

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