Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Hand-me-down shoes Holes in the floor We knew every groove Sleeping on a mattress on the ground Counting every dollar like it made a sound Mom at the table Making late bills look almost stable Said “Baby You can leave this town” But don’t burn it down [Chorus] I’ll never forget where I came from Basement walls and a borrowed sun Rain in the roof and faith in our lungs Yeah That’s where I came from Now I’m standing where I dreamed I’d run But every win’s from the days I was numb When I’m shining I still taste that dust on my tongue I’ll never forget where I came from [Verse 2] Backpack dreams Walking past kids with designer seams Lunch line Pockets full of air Acting like I didn’t care Now it’s bright rooms Big glass doors and hotel views But every time an elevator climbs I see those stairs we used to find [Chorus] I’ll never forget where I came from Basement walls and a borrowed sun Rain in the roof and faith in our lungs Yeah That’s where I came from Now I’m standing where I dreamed I’d run But every win’s from the days I was numb When I’m shining I still taste that dust on my tongue I’ll never forget where I came from [Bridge] If I ever start talking like I built this on my own (oh) Let the ceiling of that old house Pull me right back home All the cracked plates All the late nights That’s my gold That’s my sky Every scar I tried to hide Turned into my light [Chorus] I’ll never forget where I came from Basement walls and a borrowed sun Rain in the roof and faith in our lungs Yeah That’s where I came from Now I’m standing where I dreamed I’d run But every win’s from the days I was numb When I’m shining I still taste that dust on my tongue I’ll never forget where I came from
Tags
pop, Slow-bloom future bass ballad with male vocals; soft filtered pads and distant vocal chops in the verses, subby sidechained synth swells in the chorus. Start intimate with close-mic vocal and sparse keys, then bloom into a wide, shimmering drop under the hook. Subtle pitched ad-libs and airy harmonies on the second hook, tight reverb on a snappy snare for a gentle lift, ending with a stripped vocal and one lingering chord., slow
Duration
2:55
Instrumental
No
Created
2/12/2026