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816

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R&B/Soul

816 was released on March 20, 2026 by D.A.S. Entertainment Inc. as a part of the album KC

Song Details

AlbumKC

Release DateMarch 20, 2026

LabelD.A.S. Entertainment Inc.

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM86

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Blaq

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kevin Sansberry

Kevin Sansberry

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Kevin Sansberry

Kevin Sansberry

Producer

Lyrics

2nd and Prospect, where I learned how to dream,

Graceland Elementary, where I planted my seeds.

Me and Stacey Lee, we was tighter than seams,

Trading lunch snacks, plotting life like a scheme.

Had a crush on that track star, she ain’t notice me though,

Till high school hit, when the ball started to glow.

House burned down, that pain cut deep,

Bounced around to kinfolk, barely getting sleep.

Mary Harmon Weeks, new faces, same fight,

Kansas City in my heart every day and night.

Spent a year in Tallulah, Louisiana heat,

Then my grands hit Vegas, turned that pain to belief.

816, that’s where the story begins,

From the fire to the court, from the loss to the wins.

Every scar, every block, every park, every rim,

Made a man outta boy, can’t forget where I been.

816, that’s the code that I live,

816, that’s the soul that I give.

Used to be that fat dark kid before darkskin was in,

Shy and sensitive, just trying to fit in.

Summers in Vegas, man that heat made me trim,

Came back home, mama didn’t recognize him.

She walked right past me in that airport crowd,

I said, Mama, it’s me, she broke down proud.

Confidence up, yeah, the game came loud,

Started hooping for real, had the city saying wow.

Freshman year couldn’t dribble to save my life,

Senior year dunking on dudes every Friday night.

From Parade Park runs to State Line fights,

If there’s a rim I’m hanging from it taking flight.

816, that’s where the story begins,

From the fire to the court, from the loss to the wins.

Every scar, every block, every park, every rim,

Made a man outta boy, can’t forget where I been.

816, that’s the code that I live,

816, that’s the soul that I give.

Scholarships stacking but my mind wasn’t ready,

Pressure heavy, heart unsteady, trying to hold that levee.

Basketball built bonds but it bred some beef,

On the court we was enemies, off court we had peace.

Graduated with honors, I fought for that piece,

Through struggle and loss I became a KC beast.

Still remember them lights, them city league nights,

Every jump shot, every fight, every height.

I put on for the city, not for fame or a name,

But for every little kid that ever felt that flame.

From Prospect to Vegas, look what it did,

816 forever, I’m that KC kid.

Written by: Kevin Sansberry

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