Came from the low where the streetlights flicker,Dreams in a box, but the will got bigger.Mama said, “Move with your heart, not fear,”So I put that truth in the verse right here. Bassline roll like the sea in the night,Bad news fade when the soul sit right.Had to learn how to breathe in the storm,Now the coldest wave can’t break my form.
No gold chain can define my worth,I got roots in the soil and fire in the earth.One hand high for the ones still trying,One hand down for the ones still climbing. They want smoke, but I come with peace,Still sharp with the words, never dull the beast.From the blocks to the beach, let the whole world know:When the pressure dive deep, that’s when I glow.
[Pre-hook — 4 bars]
If the water get rough, don’t fold, don’t freeze,Plant your feet, let the rhythm bring ease.Every scar in the dark made a light in me,Now I ride that wave like it’s destiny. [Hook — 8 bars]
Hold your ground when the bass drop low,Deep water, but we still float.Hands to the sky, let the whole thing go,No dead weight when the tide get cold. Hold your ground when the bass drop low,Deep water, but we still float.Heart full of fire and a soul full of hope,No dead weight—nah, we still float. [Verse 2 — 16 bars]
I don’t chase noise, I build a vibration,Mind on the future, soul on vacation.Tell the young king, “Your lane ain’t crowded,”Walk with a purpose and say it out loud then. Every loss put grit in the blueprint,Every late night turned pain to movement.I was knee-deep, now I’m way past shore,Found more strength where they said “no more.” Quick pickup: Never let a doubt put a lock on the door,Never let a snake make you drop your core.I keep love for the day-ones, trust for the few,And a clean-cut vision of the life coming through. Sun on my face, but I honour the rain,‘Cause the roots grow strong through the weight and strain.If they sleep on the sound, let ‘em dream their dream,When the kick and the snare hit, I reign supreme. [Hook — 8 bars]
Hold your ground when the bass drop low,Deep water, but we still float.Hands to the sky, let the whole thing go,No dead weight when the tide get cold. Hold your ground when the bass drop low,Deep water, but we still float.Heart full of fire and a soul full of hope,No dead weight—nah, we still float. [Outro — 2:26–2:47]
Still float… still float…When the low end call, let the whole crew know.Still float… still float…Deep water made me, now I move like a boat. No dead weight, no dead weight…Pressure made power—let it echo and fade.