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Podium
932
Hip-Hop/Rap
Podium fue lanzado el 19 de septiembre de 2025 por Nicky9ine como parte del álbum Podium - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento19 de septiembre de 2025
Sello discográficoNicky9ine
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM104

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Nicky9ine
Nicky9ine
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Nicholas Sauvé
Nicholas Sauvé
Letra
Eddie Lam
Eddie Lam
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
Midas
Midas
Producción

Letra

I’m tryna run it up
Like minutes on the cellular, ain’t letting up
Commas after commas, nothing regular
Running up the digits
Look
I’m tryna run it up
Like minutes on the cellular, ain’t letting up
Commas after commas, nothing regular
Running up the digits
Stepping on the podium, I’m telling ya (yeah)
No matter what, I’m gon be number one, never one of them (nah)
‘Cause they ain’t really ‘bout it, I can sense it
I can see it even though the windows tinted
Didn’t believe me back then, huh? (Huh)
You gon see that I done meant it
See the truth, don’t need the lenses
See you stunt, but it’s rented —
Ima always call your bluff (what)
Always know what’s up (what)
I don’t want nothing, there ain’t shit that you could offer me
Yeah All that fake love, I don’t want it, get it off of me
Highlight reel, ain’t what it often be
I move with big knots
Y’all with bow ties and fashion
Rubber bands, I can handle em
Duffels in both hands, I’m prancing
big bags, you lacking
white flags, I’m captain
all lies, you cappin, acting
Too fake, you two faced
You changed up (what)
I see them hate, ‘cause they ain’t, us (what)
They see that we gon be famous
I see the goal, perfect aim, trust (trust)
I took my time, I was patient — Look (yeah)
But never took time off to play (play)
Put in work, I had no time to wait (wait)
No discussion, that’s all I can say — uh
Run up your pockets inside, out (oh)
You had the cash, but it’s mine, now (now)
Know what I want? Come and find out (Come and find out)
(Pull up)
I’m tryna run it up (aye)
Like minutes on the cellular, ain’t letting up (aye)
Commas after commas, nothing regular (aye)
Running up the digits
Stepping on the podium, I’m telling ya (yeah)
No matter what, I’m gon be number one, never one of them (nah)
‘Cause they ain’t really ‘bout it, I can sense it
I can see it even though the windows tinted
Written by: Eddie Lam, Nicholas Sauvé
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