FLOOD WATCH
Dark trap meets South Florida bass, genre-breaking, gritty raw male rap vocal, heavy distorted 808 sub-bass with Florida bass bounce, triplet hi-hats mixed with syncopated drill patterns, dark atmospheric pads, ominous detuned piano stabs, sparse reverb-drenched snare, rain ambience in production, half-time feel at 140 BPM, beat switch at verse four to stripped piano and voice, confessional tone between aggressive street delivery and vulnerable whisper, gang vocal chants on chorus, raw unpolished garage aesthetic, humid production texture, no clean pop polish, heavy low-end rumble, Southern bass culture, minor key throughout, cinematic tension, street sermon energy, emotional and menacing, punchy kick, filtered vocals on bridge, hard stop ending, no fade out
FLOOD WATCH
Dark trap meets South Florida bass, genre-breaking, gritty raw male rap vocal, heavy distorted 808 sub-bass with Florida bass bounce, triplet hi-hats mixed with syncopated drill patterns, dark atmospheric pads, ominous detuned piano stabs, sparse reverb-drenched snare, rain ambience in production, half-time feel at 140 BPM, beat switch at verse four to stripped piano and voice, confessional tone between aggressive street delivery and vulnerable whisper, gang vocal chants on chorus, raw unpolished garage aesthetic, humid production texture, no clean pop polish, heavy low-end rumble, Southern bass culture, minor key throughout, cinematic tension, street sermon energy, emotional and menacing, punchy kick, filtered vocals on bridge, hard stop ending, no fade out
Lyrics
FLOOD WATCH
Intro
Flood watch on the nine-five-four
Whole county soakin'
Verse 1
Six AM, Sunrise Blvd already humid as a coffin lid
Puddles on the curb got that brown tint like the brick
Mami at the bus stop, scrubs on, third shift just ended
Her boy catchin' cases on Broward, she don't even know yet
Walked past the Shell on Commercial, Trey bag behind the counter
Fourteen, eyes dead like the fish market on Dixie
AC broke since April, fans just push the hot around
That's Fort Lauderdale, part they skip in the brochure
Pre-Chorus
Water comin' up again
Every drain backin' up with the same old
Smell it 'fore you see it
Chorus
Flood watch, water at the door
Nine-five-four stay drownin' but we still pour
Flood watch, Lord, it never stop
Every gutter full of somethin' the city forgot
Flood watch
Verse 2
Lost Deon on a Tuesday, regular degular Tuesday
No beef, no motive, just a stray off the I-95
His girl posted fly high with the dove emoji
We all double-tapped it like that fixed somethin'
Still got his last text, pull up to Wings Plus on Davie
I screenshot it sometimes, drunk at three AM
Grief is a luxury when rent due on the first
Landlord don't speak English but the eviction notice bilingual
Pre-Chorus
Water comin' up again
Every drain backin' up with the same old
Can't outrun what's already inside you
Chorus
Flood watch, water at the door
Nine-five-four stay drownin' but we still pour
Flood watch, Lord, it never stop
Every gutter full of somethin' the city forgot
Flood watch
Verse 3
Two phones, one charger, bathroom at the Chevron
Mama think I'm doin' Uber, I let her think that
Forty-eight hours no sleep, pupils wide as Alligator Alley
Check spot on Oakland Park, lady don't ask questions
She peel the fifties off her thumb slow
Same thumb got a Bible verse tattoo, Proverbs somethin'
Prayin' at the table then flippin' underneath it
SoFlo special, guilt with no apology
Verse 4
My daughter drew our apartment, colored the walls yellow
Even though they beige
Stuck it on the fridge next to the FPL shutoff notice
She asked why the lights play hide and seek
I said baby, they just restin'
That lie sat in my chest like swamp water
New condos on Federal, four hundred K
Same ocean I can smell for free from the block
My view got a Dollar Tree and a teddy bear zip-tied to a sign
City renovate everything except the people in it
Bridge
Seventeen names in my phone that don't ring back
Seventeen flood watches and I'm still in the water
Don't know if that's strength or just too stubborn to leave
Final Chorus
Flood watch, water at the door
Nine-five-four stay drownin' but we still pour
Flood watch, Lord, it never stop
Every gutter full of somethin' the city forgot
Verse 5
I could leave, cousin in Atlanta got a couch
Every time I pack a bag I unpack it by midnight
Who gon' walk Mami to the bus stop when it's dark?
Who gon' check on Trey mama when she ain't eat?
This ZIP code raised me crooked but it raised me
Owe it somethin' even if it owe me more
Stand in this flood watch, water to my chest
Salt water, sweat, tears, can't tell the difference
Smell like the ocean, smell like Overtown after the storm
Same thing
Outro
Flood watch
Nine-five-four
Still here though
Loop
Flood watch, water at the door.
Nine-five-four stay drownin' but we still pour.
Flood watch, Lord, it never stop.
Every gutter full of somethin' the city forgot.
Flood watch.