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Balanced
Hip-Hop/Rap
Balanced è stato pubblicato il 14 luglio 2025 da YZTrax come parte dell'album Balanced - Single
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Data di uscita14 luglio 2025
EtichettaYZTrax
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM111

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YZTrax
YZTrax
Mixed Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yani Zvezdov
Yani Zvezdov
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YZTrax
YZTrax
Producer

Testi

[Chorus]
Shorty want signals—I’m balanced, but heavy
Left hand calm, right hand ready
They come back acting like nothing switched
I see the reach, but I don’t flinch
I don’t forget where I started, no cap
But they did—memory lapse
Stackin’ these moves, no cheat code
Making it look like the street wrote
[Verse 1]
15 in the vault, 15 still moving
Eyes wide open—I see who’s losing
Kept my side clean, didn’t need no mascot
Watch who you feed, 'cause the hands get mad hot
Stayed out the frame when they started that pose
Pressure on me, but I’m built for the load
Circle stays cold, never needed applause
We count in silence, don’t talk to the frauds
Backseat loaded, engine humming
Two-tone black—if it’s war, I’m coming
I don’t play nice, I don’t switch pace
Odds stacked wrong? I reset the place
[Chorus]
Shorty want signals—I’m balanced, but heavy
Left hand calm, right hand ready
They come back acting like nothing switched
I see the reach, but I don’t flinch
I don’t forget where I started, no cap
But they did—memory lapse
Stackin’ these moves, no cheat code
Making it look like the street wrote
[Verse 2]
Stats go up, but my tone stay low
Talk real slick, get checked on the go
Whole squad leveled, no breaks in the chain
They play for clout, we play for gain
No reruns, no side talk
Only deposits, no small chalk
Looked at the risk, said run that
Life ain’t sweet, and I love that
Too many folded when the game got cold
Me? I’m still here, in control
I ain’t gotta flex, the results do that
Same scale, different weight—that’s fact
[Chorus]
Shorty want signals—I’m balanced, but heavy
Left hand calm, right hand ready
They come back acting like nothing switched
I see the reach, but I don’t flinch
I don’t forget where I started, no cap
But they did—memory lapse
Stackin’ these moves, no cheat code
Making it look like the street wrote
Written by: Yani Zvezdov
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