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blo/nde
New Age
blo/nde was released on September 15, 2025 by HIDE ® as a part of the album BLI$$$
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AlbumBLI$$$
Release DateSeptember 15, 2025
LabelHIDE ®
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM160

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
jptrey
jptrey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jay Pace
Jay Pace
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Petran
Petran
Producer

Lyrics

Any weather, push that pedal
Go too crazy, got 'em jealous
I got some gang that'll smash your melon
I got a treesh that push my limits
I'm sorry 'lil baby, wasn't born with a filter
Momma so proud I ain't hanging with killers
Momma so proud I ain't become a dealer
What she don't know, I get down with the realest
I'm on some rockstar shit, real leather
I'm on real shit, never felt pressure
I think I might've just touched a new level
Pinching myself so I feel like it's special
Pinching myself so I feel like it's real
Talmbout some loss, shit, forgot how that feels
This time last year I was worried 'bout meals, had to learn how to kill
Woo (Yeah)
I think you fronting
Yeah, I know you bluffing, so prove it to me
You show me you care, when you're doing too much, you know that ain't fair (No)
No, that ain't fair
And I'm well aware, of what we got rare
I'm so aware now, of what we don't
Shut up and show me you care
Yeah, show me your fears (Woah)
T-T-Tell me, say what makes you scared (Scared)
Yeah, let's go touch the sun
Let's go let go for once
I-I been doing my own stunts
I been knew I was the one
Damn, I been hotter than the sun
Know young lotus on a run
I, been going so fast, can't stop
I, slow down the time with a watch (Glah)
Went and dyed half my shit blonde
Had to go get me a Visa (Glah)
That shit worth more than a Lisa
Yeah, I used to rock me a G-Shock (On god)
Been paying that rent with that BEDSTUY
They must never seen me at night-time
These **** been hating since midnight
I get it, we'll come back when time right
If I speak, I might fuck up the timeline
This **** talk most on the sidelines
So, go take a look a the bright-side
There ain't no more Mr. Nice Guy
(I been killed that **** long time ago)
Any weather, push that pedal
Go too crazy, got 'em jealous
I got some gang that'll smash your melon
I got a treesh that push my limits
I'm sorry 'lil baby, wasn't born with a filter
Momma so proud I ain't hanging with killers
Momma so proud I ain't become a dealer
What she don't know, I get down with the realest
I'm on some rockstar shit, real leather
I'm on real shit, never felt pressure
I think I might've just touched a new level
Pinching myself so I feel like it's special
Pinching myself so I feel like it's real
Talmbout some loss, shit, forgot how that feels
This time last year I was worried 'bout meals, had to learn how to kill
Written by: Jay Pace
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