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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I came in with the crease
On my jeans and my nerves
New day, same block
Same lean on the curb
Old soul in my lungs
New price on my name
I don’t say much, baby
I just move through the frame
Palm full of plans
And a key for the door
Feet hit the pavement
Then I want a little more
Cold steel thought
But my face stay calm
Every scar on my hand
Make the whole room hum
[Pre-Chorus]
You can feel it
When I step in the room
Low-end rumble
And a look that says move
I been patient
Now the timing is mine
Hold that breath
We about to align
[Chorus]
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Make the whole place turn
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Watch the cold sparks burn
I keep my head low
But I shine too loud
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Let me hold that crowd
[Verse 2]
I got mud on the soles
And a map in my chest
Every wrong turn taught me
How to aim for the best
Gray wall, black hoodie
Front seat, no fear
I don’t chase the noise
I just make it appear
Late train memory
And a fistfull of hope
Mama said, “Stay sharp”
So I never let go
Now the same hard steps
Got a rhythm of gold
Dust on the sample
And the story unfolds
[Pre-Chorus]
You can feel it
When I step in the room
Low-end rumble
And a look that says move
I been patient
Now the timing is mine
Hold that breath
We about to align
[Chorus]
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Make the whole place turn
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Watch the cold sparks burn
I keep my head low
But I shine too loud
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Let me hold that crowd
[Bridge]
[Half-time break]
Yeah, I learned from the bends
From the breaks in the plan
From the nights that went long
To the weight in my hands
Now I’m all in my lane
With a stare like steel
One step, one nod
That’s the whole thing, real
[Chorus]
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Make the whole place turn
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Watch the cold sparks burn
I keep my head low
But I shine too loud
Brickline bounce, brickline bounce
Let me hold that crowd
Details
GeneratedMay 10, 2026
Duration3:03
LanguageEnglish
Style
Trap with boom-bap drums and a dusty chopped-soul melody, mid-tempo head-nod groove, crisp hi-hat rolls under a swung snare pocket; verse rides sparse 808s and a filtered piano loop, pre-chorus strips to claps and bass, chorus hits with wider chopped samples and stacked ad-libs. Vocal is close-mic, talk-sung in verses, doubled on hooks, with short delay throws and gang echoes. Tape hiss, reverse-swell transitions, and a vinyl crackle lift into each drop; mix is punchy, warm, and gritty
Credits
Prompt by
fredos2k
fredos2kModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A trap with a boom-bap melody
