Fuc what you say

(Intro — ad-libs)

Yeah, ayy, brr, nah

We been silent, we been patient — ayy


(Chorus)

Fuck what you say, I’ma move how I move (say less)

Streets been cold, heart been froze, still I prove (get paid)

Told me slow my roll, I sped up for the truth (say less)

Fuck what you say — we count bands, we count days, bruh, we gon’ up (get paid)


(Verse 1)

Came from nothin’ — block lights, no sleep, mama prayin’ late nights

Pockets empty, dreams heavy, I learned how to fight right

Lost friends to the system, lost some to the flex life

Trust low, eyes closed, keep my circle tight, right?

They talk loud on the timeline, keyboard kings with no scars

I been through the mud, dipped in pain, now I count stars

Say I changed, say I switched — nah, I leveled up my art

If you hate, throw shade, that just light up where I start

I fold paper into plans, flip nights into bands

Said I wouldn’t make it — now they textin’ to my grand

They want the old me back, but the old me was stuck

Now I move silent, move smart, every brick gotta pluck


(Chorus)

Fuck what you say, I’ma move how I move (say less)

Streets been cold, heart been froze, still I prove (get paid)

Told me slow my roll, I sped up for the truth (say less)

Fuck what you say — we count bands, we count days, bruh, we gon’ up (get paid)


(Verse 2)

They judge from the porch, never felt cold nights in the booth

Never prayed for a dollar, had to hustle for the truth

I got scars behind the smile, lessons in my youth

Now my flows feed the fam, that’s the value, that’s the proof

Haters on the sidebar, choosin’ sides with their hate

We just movin’ in silence, let the profit narrate

My dawgs need stabil', my dawgs need a plate

I grind for the legacy, not a moment of fake praise

Put my pain in a record, make the melody cry

Then I smile to the camera, sayin’ we survived

All that talk don’t affect me, only numbers and time

Say less, get paid — that’s the slogan, that’s the sign


(Bridge — softer, melodic)

I done buried some angels, held my people while they fade

Said they’d ride forever, but forever wasn’t paved

I still miss late nights, still replay them days

But I whisper to the sky, “We gon’ shine from the shade”

So I keep my head tucked, keep the plan made

Fuck what you say — love the ones who stayed


(Chorus — layered)

Fuck what you say, I’ma move how I move (say less)

Streets been cold, heart been froze, still I prove (get paid)

Told me slow my roll, I sped up for the truth (say less)

Fuck what you say — we count bands, we count days, bruh, we gon’ up (get paid)

(Outro — ad-libs)

Say less, get paid (say less)

Fuck what you say (get paid)

We stay winnin’ (ayy)

Brr, nah, yeah

Porque music 
See you when I see you 
Otro 

melodic, street-emotional, male