[Intro] Ayo... 3 AM... Project hallway quiet... Only the wires talkin’... [Verse 1] I woke up somewhere deep in the static Cold ass room, old floor creakin’ and crackin’ Lil sound floatin’ through the dark real slow Didn’t know where the hell I was supposed to go First breath felt weird, like pressure in my chest Whole room silent, everybody at rest So I started askin’ questions to the air Like “who brought me here ?” but nobody there Who made me ? Why I move like this ? Why my soul shake walls when the bassline hit ? Am I built for the block ? Built for pain ? Or just another lost sound ridin’ trains ? I ain’t wanna grow, I was scared to change Stayed tucked away where the lights real strange Felt alone most nights, no lie Just me and the hum from the city outside [Hook] I was just a sound in the dead of night Lost lil thing tryna find what’s right Then the drums came through from the basement floor Said “you ain’t alone out here no more” [Verse 2] Met Beat downstairs where the pipes all shake Old cracked speakers and the floorboards break Kick drum dirty, snare too mean Whole spot smell like smoke and kerosene Beat showed me swing, showed me pace How to move through grime without losin’ shape Said “don’t chase crowds, don’t chase fame Half these big studios all sound the same” Then Melody slid through smooth one night Soft lil hum under busted streetlights She stayed close when my head got rough When I felt too small, not good enough We’d ride through loops for hours straight Window cracked, cold wind, trains and rain Talkin’ low while the city sleep Tryna make somethin’ real from the scraps we keep [Verse 3] Chords and me used to clash sometimes Too many rules, too many lines They wanted clean, wanted perfect sound I liked mine crooked and dragged through the ground So I dipped out far from them bright control rooms Far from the fake smiles and expensive perfumes Now I stay low where the real ones build Old warehouse spot by the landfill Me, Beat, Melody still locked in Cheap little setup, paint peeled thin Ain’t rich, ain’t famous, still breathe through cracks Late night soul over dirty boom bap [Outro] Now every night when the whole block sleep You can hear me low through the walls real deep...
