Run it back

Intro

Yeah...

They prayed I'd crash, I just stayed composed.

Can't break what's already been built by the pressure.

Verse 1

Standing tall, I ain't never fold, that's the code I wrote,

They'd rather see me lose control than see me chase my goals.

Tryna pull me out my lane with them mind games, that's old,

Chosen ones don't bend easy, we just turn pain into gold.

Niggas smiling in your face, but they envy what you hold,

Talking like they wishing well, but they hearts ice cold.

Actions never match the captions, that's a story getting old,

I can read between the lines before the truth even told.

They hate when a real one leveling up,

Tryna tell me how to walk while they stuck in the dust.

Throwing stones at the one giving all that he got,

Never seeing all the nights that I fought through the dark.

They'll downplay every sacrifice, every move that you make,

Till the day you disappear and they realize you was great.

Now they wishing they appreciated everything you gave,

Flowers always come too late when they lowering the grave.

(Beat Switch 2 – Hard, Aggressive)

Hold up... run it back.

Now the bass hit different, now I'm talking with my chest.

Niggas want reactions 'cause they know success a threat.

If I crash out, that's a win for 'em, I ain't giving that.

Discipline the loudest flex, remember that.

Manipulation don't work on the chosen,

God already wrote it, I don't fear the commotion.

Every closed door just became another promotion,

Pressure make diamonds, I was built for the explosion.

They throwing dirt, I'm planting seeds.

They watching moves, I'm chasing dreams.

Can't copy purpose, can't duplicate destiny.

Real recognize real, the fake exposed eventually.

They keep throwing shade, I'm getting brighter somehow.

They talking from the sidelines, I'm performing for the crowd.

Every "you can't" turned into "look at him now."

That's the sound of every hater getting humbled somehow.

(Beat Switch 3 – Victorious, Melodic Outro)

I ain't bitter, I just learned who to trust.

If you solid, then you solid when the pressure erupt.

Love the ones that's in your corner while they still around,

Don't wait until they gone just to scream it loud.

I kept my faith when they doubted every move I made,

Now the light shining different 'cause I never changed.

Real ones rise, we don't live inside the hate,

God already picked the winners—we just had to wait.

Outro

Standing strong... still here.

Mind games never worked.

The chosen don't break... we elevate.