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BLUESY TRAP - I STOOD ON MY OWN 🎵

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BLUESY TRAP - I STOOD ON MY OWN 🎵

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Bluesy Trap
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🎧 WELCOME TO BLUESY TRAP Your daily dose of Blues and Trap mixes — hit subscribe and join the vibe. Music created with the help of our friend IA, but produced, remastered, and written by me. [Intro] Everybody's waiting on something. A call, a name, a man who said he'd handle it. I waited longer than most. [Verse 1] I called the first year patience, and the word did what it does It made a man who wasn't moving look like a man who was I told myself that standing still was holding out for more And nobody corrects a man who's waiting at a door I kept my evenings open for a call that never came I let go what was in my hand to hold on to a name The name belonged to somebody who forgot me long ago And a hand you hold wide open is a hand with nothing to show I watched the ones who moved before they ever heard a yes They got it wrong more often, and they got there nonetheless I had more reasons than the men who moved without a plan And every reason was a year I handed to another man [Pre-Chorus] Nobody told me to stop waiting I just ran out of reasons to wait And the night I stopped expecting anyone Was the first night I got something done [Chorus] I stood on my own What they give goes back on loan Nobody came, nobody stayed I stopped counting the days I built what I hold Nobody helped, nobody told Everything given goes back the same But nothing I built has a name [Verse 2] The first thing that came back was time — the years I'd set aside I'd saved them for a man who never showed, and never tried I spent the first one on a thing I'd waited to be told And the thing I finished by myself was the first thing I could hold The second thing was speed — I stopped waiting for a sign A decision takes an hour when the only voice is mine I got it wrong. I got it wrong more often than before But wrong and moving beats a right I'm waiting at the door And every one I got wrong was a wrong that I could trace Because a man who made the call himself knows every place The ones who wait for better hands get spared the first mistake And they never learn the thing you only learn from your own break [Chorus] I stood on my own What they give goes back on loan Nobody came, nobody stayed I stopped counting the days I built what I hold Nobody helped, nobody told Everything given goes back the same But nothing I built has a name [Bridge] I didn't want those years. Nobody wants them. And I wouldn't hand a single one of them to anybody else. They're the only part of me that came without a favor attached. [Verse 3] There's a man I know who got his place the way they say you should A name behind him, and a door that opened when it could He's held it fifteen years, and every year he checks the hand Because a place you didn't take yourself is a place you never stand Nobody opened anything for me — I'll say it once and plain Not a name in front of mine, not a word before I came Every room I'm standing in, I got into it slow And slow is why it's still mine when the fast ones have to go They can take the house, the money, and the name above the door Everything that came from someone has already gone before The rest of it is standing — it's the part I built alone And a man can't lose the only thing that nobody else has known [Final Chorus] I stood on my own What they give goes back on loan Nobody came, nobody stayed I stopped counting the days I built what I hold Nobody helped, nobody told The call still hasn't come. That's fine Everything standing here is mine [Outro] Everybody's waiting on something. I waited longer than most. The day I stopped is the day it started. #mafiamusic #trapblues #mafiavibes #trap #blues #bluesytrap #darktrap #gangsterrap #bluestrap #darkmusic #beats #urbanblues #gangster #underground #nightvibes #moodybeats #cinematicmusic #mafiablues #music2026