Bass of Betrayals - Zyara Woods & Umbraya

[Intro] Yeah, we hit the scene, clutch plays, dream team, Till the spotlight fractures, breaks the beam, Now we divvy paths, cash stacks, and flash, Hear the bass smash as our worlds clash. [Verse 1] Negotiation tight, spark the confrontation, Hearts racing at night, fueling speculation, Eyes on the prize, intense anticipation, Dreams on the rise, no time for hesitation. Contracts on the table, we feel the seduction, Each clause, a fable, truth and fiction junction, Dollar signs aligned, a dangerous induction, Paths redefined, the start of destruction. [Chorus] In the club, we bounce, feeling the vibration, Base so loud, feel the foundation, Once unified, now fragmentation, Watch us divide, amidst celebration. [Verse 2] Pressure mounts, feel the suffocation, Promises count, but breed complication, Loyalty's tested, sharp accusation, Friendships bested by cold calculation. Flashlights blind, photographers' fixation, Our stories unwind, fueling more frustration, Secrets revealed, bitter revelation, In public's eye, we stage our separation. [Chorus] In the club, we bounce, feeling the vibration, Base so loud, feel the foundation, Once unified, now fragmentation, Watch us divide, amidst celebration. Hearts split open, with each pulsation, Trust dissolves, under the bass’ sedation, Paths diverge, amidst jubilation, In the spotlight’s glare, we claim our new stations. [Bridge] New calibration, precise innovation, Solo flights, diverse destinations, Can’t reverse, this new situation, From tight-knit verse to solo creations. [Verse 3] Here we stand, on the verge of creation, New brands demand our own declarations, From the ashes, personal salvation, Out of clashes, find self-validation. Beat breaks down, as we find liberation, From shared crowns to new foundations, Echoes around, this transformation, From group sounds to new vibrations. [Chorus] In the club, we bounce, feeling the vibration, Base so loud, feel the foundation, Once unified, now fragmentation, Watch us divide, amidst celebration. Hearts split open, with each pulsation, Trust dissolves, under the bass’ sedation, Paths diverge, amidst jubilation, In the spotlight’s glare, we claim our new stations. [Outro] Lights fade out, the night's own cessation, Echoes our shout, in syncopation, Though we part ways, with no reservation, In the end, we blaze, our own trails, no imitation.