(1)-Back At Noon-Valentina Malivojević

Came in quiet, left with proof

Mud on the boots, still clean enough

Clocked out late, came back up

New chain swing, old shame tucked

Paper low, but the faith stay thick

Hands stayed busy, I don't fake that slick

I know that look when they want my seat

Same one smile, same one switch

I've been down where the floorboard's grown

Now I step like I own that zone

No handouts, no lucky breaks

Made my way on the breaks I ate

If you ask me why I move so mean

Long road taught me what the grind can mean

I don't beg, I don't fold, I don't bend

I just go, I go again

Back at noon, back at noon

I don't miss my cue

Back at noon, back at noon

I come through, come through

Now the room gets quiet when I walk in

Same ones yapping, they all start watching

They want the story, want the short cut too

Want the glow, but they skipped the bruise

I kept count when the nights got long

Kept my head up, kept my tongue held strong

Ran that block with a chip on my

Turned that doubt to a warning sign

Big talk falls when the truth walk in

Small lies fold when the bills stack in

I made scars look like art on me

Made hard times a part of me

say move, then we move fast

If I say now, then we don't look back

You can talk that talk that's cheap and neat

I'm the same man on both feet

Cut the noise, watch me lock in

One shot, one name

Then I'm gone again

Back at noon, back at noon

I don't miss my cue

Back at noon, back at noon

I come through, come