Run it back

Run it back, yeah they slept but I’m wide awake

Started with a dream and a phone with a cracked face

They say “slow down,” I just hit another fast lane

If it don’t make money or sense, I can’t translate

Run it back, I remember nights with no heat

Now the same ones tapping in, want a front-row seat

I was down bad, now it’s all-time peaks

From the mud to the throne, yeah the code runs deep

I was broke with the vision, rich in imagination

Every loss was a lesson, every win was a calibration

They was laughing at the plans, I was patient

Now they asking “how you do it?” like it happened overnight— it didn’t

I put miles on my soul, wear scars like chains

Turn pain into profit, that’s alchemy, mane

I don’t flex for the camera, I flex for the kid

Who was praying for a chance, now he actually lives

Mama said “be humble,” I stayed ten toes

But I still want the roof and the rose-gold doors

If they doubted me then, that’s cool, that’s old

I just keep receipts in case they forget what I wrote

Run it back, yeah they slept but I’m wide awake

Started with a dream and a phone with a cracked face

They say “slow down,” I just hit another fast lane

If it don’t make money or sense, I can’t translate

Run it back, I remember nights with no heat

Now the same ones tapping in, want a front-row seat

I was down bad, now it’s all-time peaks

From the mud to the throne, yeah the code runs deep

I don’t chase validation, I chase freedom

I don’t need a cosign, I believe ‘em— myself

Whole lotta wolves in designer sheepskin

I move quiet, let the numbers do the speaking

They copy the drip but they don’t get the source

I took every L, turned ‘em straight into force

If the road get dark, I don’t beg for a torch

I spark it myself, now the flame get endorsed

Look—

If they love me or hate me, it pay me the same

I was built for the pressure, engraved in the frame

No gimmicks, no cap, no games

Just timing, alignment, and aim

Run it back, yeah they slept but I’m wide awake

Now my name in they mouth like a headline break

I don’t need luck, I create my fate

If the vision too big, that’s a great mistake

Run it back, let ‘em watch me rise

I been betting on me, I don’t roll the dice

From the mud to the throne, read the whole damn page

This ain’t just a song—this a moment in flames

Yeah…

They gon’ feel this one in the car, in the gym, in the late nights.

Run it back.