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Come Through When It Counts (version 3)

deYung Wren

DrillAffirmée130 BPMsol♯ mineur3:21
ParolesanglaisSous licence pour les établissements
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À propos de Come Through When It Counts (version 3)

« Come Through When It Counts (version 3) » est une chanson affirmée du genre drill, signé Yung Wren (130 BPM, sol♯ mineur, 3:21, chanté en anglais). Ce titre fait partie du catalogue de WeavyAudio et est sous licence pour une diffusion dans les cafés, restaurants, salles de sport, commerces et autres établissements.

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Crédits

Artiste
Yung Wren
Genre
Drill
Ambiance
Affirmée
Tempo
130 BPM
Tonalité
sol♯ mineur
Durée
3:21
Voix
anglais
Licence
Sous licence pour les établissements

Mots-clés

  • Hip-Hop (melodic-rap)
  • head-nod mid energy
  • gritty snares
  • vinyl texture on keys
  • warm gravel bass
  • 808 sub-bass
  • corrido tumbado trap hybrid and acoustic-style guitar over trap 808
  • choir stabs
  • glitch stutters
  • repeating 4-word name or phrase chant
  • UK drill grit
  • confident conversational delivery
  • 130 BPM
  • G# minor

Ajouté il y a 1 semaine · 03/11/2026 · sous licence pour une diffusion dans les établissements

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Come Through When It Counts (version 3) – paroles

Verse

Concrete still warm from the summer heat

Chain-link fence and a half-block street

Cousin's corner store, three dollars to eat

Learned patience first before I learned how to speak

Mama said hold your ground like the block holds yours

Said every step you take is somebody else's door

Chipping ice from the bucket, one cube at a time

Made it home by eleven for two years in a row

Nobody told me how far that quiet could grow

I watched the boys who rushed past get locked away

I watched my own dreams burn twice before I stayed

So I counted the days, not the dollars in a bag

Every small one's an ember they thought would fizzle and lag

Slow is just steady, steady is a choice you make

Somebody's gonna believe it long after you leave that place

And when the opportunity comes, ain't no rush no more

Not every yes needs a red carpet on the floor

I remember the smell of salt in my pocket each night

Said hold this close till morning — morning don't betray

It's not about being loud or first at the gate

It's who you stay loyal to when nobody else waits

Pre-Chorus

They said it takes a rush, a flash, some crazy pace

But they didn't live my name on a block that ain't got space

I'm not built for noise — I'm built for the burn

Something slow don't need a sound to learn

Chorus

Come through when it counts, come through when it counts

That's where the real money's made — in the hours after midnight, on quiet streets

Not the flash of the headline, not the rush of the street

It's the year you stayed, the block still breathing heat

I don't need a parade, I just need the proof

Every no taught me what a yes is supposed to do

So when it matters most — come through when it counts

Verse

Now they know my name across three zip codes away

Still answer every call at five A. M. in May

Not the ones who flashed and fell, not the ones who made it fast

The ones who stayed for years before their names turned last

I still eat the same corner store, still count the change

Now I'm writing lines they teach instead of just exchange

Kids come to me like a ghost of what could've been

Said if you want real proof that slow ain't weak again

Let the rush go empty — let the fire stay lit

Let one more year be steady than a flicker, never quit

Pre-Chorus

They said it takes a rush, a flash, some crazy pace

But they didn't live my name on a block that ain't got space

I'm not built for noise — I'm built for the burn

Something slow don't need a sound to learn

Chorus

Come through when it counts, come through when it counts

That's where the real money's made — in the hours after midnight, on quiet streets

Not the flash of the headline, not the rush of the street

It's the year you stayed, the block still breathing heat

I don't need a parade, I just need the proof

Every no taught me what a yes is supposed to do

So when it matters most — come through when it counts

Bridge

The loud ones talk about how far they came fast

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