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artist
Bla1x
Wave
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
Skladba Wave vyšla 14. listopadu 2025 Wild Music na albu 17
album cover
Album17
Datum vydání14. listopadu 2025
ŠtítekWild Music
JazykEnglish
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM71

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TEXTY

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Farid Agaev
Farid Agaev
Composer

Texty

Ayy, I came from the ends, no cap
Now I'm steppin' in clean, no dap
Talk tough, but he hold — that's mad
I just laugh, then I dip, no chat
Man try copy my wave, get soaked
Ain't no joke when I slide with the smoke
Ain't no post, but I'm still on road
Got fam on lock and the bro still cold
I don't flex, but the vibe too loud
Move calm, but I still stand out
They talk, but they ain't about that route
I was broke, now the wins add count
Huh, said "damn," but I kept it cool
Still move smart, never play no fool
Told man chill when he actin' cruel
Life got rules, and I bend 'em smooth
Talk cash, but they never seen weight
I was out tryna flip that plate
Bro got plans and I back that straight
Whole squad eatin', no crumbs on the plate
No fake love, I've been solo steppin'
Real ones link, no need for reppin'
Late-night calls, had the line still pressin'
Came from the mud — now the shoes all flexin'
I don't do too much for the 'Gram
Rather stack P's than post for the fam
If I ghost, just know it's the plan
Cut off noise, had to move like man
Back then they ain't care, now they callin'
Didn't see rain, now they talk 'bout stormin'
Didn't see nights when the stress came crawlin'
Now they just hate 'cause boy don't fallin'
Yeah, I came from the ends, no cap
Now I'm steppin' in clean, no dap
Talk tough, but he fold — that's mad
I just laugh, then I dip, no chat
Man try copy my wave, get soaked
Ain't no joke when I slide with the smoke
Ain't no post, but I'm still on road
Got fam on lock and the bro still cold
I don't flex, but the vibe too loud
Move calm, but I still stand out
They talk, but they ain't about that route
I was broke, now the wins add count
Huh, said "damn," but I kept it cool
Still move smart, never play no fool
Told man chill when he actin' cruel
Life got rules, and I bend 'em smooth
Talk cash, but they never seen weight
I was out tryna flip that plate
Bro got plans and I back that straight
Whole squad eatin', no crumbs on the plate
No fake love, I've been solo steppin'
Real ones link, no need for reppin'
Late-night calls, had the line still pressin'
Came from the mud — now the shoes all flexin'
Written by: Farid Agaev

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