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Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah
B3anz_Da_Don
[Verse 1]
I came up off cold blocks
Hot breath, red hands
Snow on my coat, still
I move like a grand plan
Sirens in the background
I don't flinch, I don't fold
Seen too many fake smiles
Turn to dust in the cold
Old heads at the bodega
Said, "Kid, keep your name clean"
I kept mine carved deep
On the side of that main street
Now I walk in like I own it
No handouts, no loan
Every scar on my face
Like a stamp that says: known
[Pre-Chorus]
You can see it in my stride
I'm not built to play small
Tell 'em back up from the edge
I been standing too tall
When the tension start climbing
I just lean, I don't break
Catch that look in my eye
That's the move I make
[Chorus]
B3anz_Da_Don
Say it loud, say it right
B3anz_Da_Don
I bring pressure to the night
B3anz_Da_Don
I don't ask, I take my seat
B3anz_Da_Don
Big step, heavy on the beat (B3anz_Da_Don)
[Verse 2]
Now the phone stay lit up
Everybody wants time
Same ones never checked in
Now they all in my line
I got mud on my kicks
But the fit still sharp
Blue pain in my chest
And a grin in the dark
I don't talk like I lost it
I just learned how to win
Every bruise got a purpose
Every cut let me in
If the room get funny
I just smile, then I slide
'Cause the ones that survive it
Keep a fire inside
[Pre-Chorus]
You can see it in my stride
I'm not built to play small
Tell 'em back up from the edge
I been standing too tall
When the tension start climbing
I just lean, I don't break
Catch that look in my eye
That's the move I make
[Chorus]
B3anz_Da_Don
Say it loud, say it right
B3anz_Da_Don
I bring pressure to the night
B3anz_Da_Don
I don't ask, I take my seat
B3anz_Da_Don
Big step, heavy on the beat (B3anz_Da_Don)
[Bridge]
Let the strings cry for me
Let that old pain show
I was carved by the cold
Now I shine like stone
From the floor to the frame
From the block to the throne
If they want that old me
Tell 'em he don't come home
[Final Chorus]
B3anz_Da_Don
Say it loud, say it right
B3anz_Da_Don
I bring pressure to the night
B3anz_Da_Don
I don't ask, I take my seat
B3anz_Da_Don
Big step, heavy on the beat (B3anz_Da_Don)
Details
GeneratedApr 20, 2026
Duration3:27
LanguageItalian
Style
NYC drill with trap-pop bounce and swung hi-hats, half-time verses over dark piano stabs and tense violin lines; pre-chorus lifts with filtered chords and stacked ad-libs, chorus opens wider with a catchy chant and brief hook repeats. Verse vocals stay clipped and close-mic, hook gets doubled with gang responses and delay throws. Add reversed piano swells, string risers, and a final violin break. Bright, punchy, street-polished mix with gritty low-end, drill, blues, pop
Credits
Prompt by
FelicianoRamos
FelicianoRamosModelAria v5.5
Prompt
B3anz_Da_Don. Nyc drill, nyc trap-pop fusion, nyc vibe, piano solo, violinist, blues
