[Style:]
[Indie Rap / Pop]
[Minimal 808.]
[Clean snare.]
[Guitar loop.]
[Confident delivery.]
[Laid-back but confident beat]
[Intro]
Yeah…
I don’t gotta swear to make a point.
I don’t gotta fake it to anoint.
[Verse 1]
Started washing dishes in the back room
Apron on, soaking wet shoes
Now I’m AGM, keys in my hand
Still the same kid with the same tattoos
Twenty-four and I’m figuring it out
No chain on my neck but I’m iced with doubt
Turned pressure into discipline
Now I move different when I move through town
I don’t flex cars, I flex growth
I don’t flex bodies, I flex hope
I don’t need to disrespect women
Just to get a couple streams and a quote
They talk big but they live small
Whole personality algorithm
I built mine off long shifts
Late nights, faith, and rhythm
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m blessed, I know it
I say it and show it
I’ve fallen and grown
And I own it
[Chorus]
I’m in my own lane, clean with it
No dirt on my name, I mean business
From dishwasher days to decisions
Now I lead like I prayed for the position
I don’t swear ‘cause I don’t need filler
Real talk always hits realer
Keep good artists close, no bitter
Heart first — that’s the difference
[Verse 2]
I’ve seen rappers tear women down
Call it bars, call it “real talk”
If that’s the wave, I’ll drown out
I’m not built for that cheap shock
You brag about who you used
I brag about who I keep
You chase attention for a night
I’m chasing purpose in my sleep
I respect the ones with substance
The ones who built without bluffing
I keep those artists in my circle
Iron sharpens iron — nothing
And yeah, I flex my burdens
Adoption, divorce, and working
Made a man out of pressure
Now my confidence isn’t surface
[Bridge (Half-Sung / Half-Rapped)]
I don’t gotta prove I’m tough
I’ve survived enough
I don’t gotta play it rough
When my faith’s enough
[Final Verse (Short, Strong)]
I’m grateful for every plate I scrubbed
Every night I felt behind
Now I stand where I prayed to stand
And I didn’t have to cross a line
You can keep your controversy
You can keep your clout
I’m building something clean and lasting
While you burn yourself out
[Final Chorus (Bigger Production)]
I’m in my own lane, clean with it
No dirt on my name, I mean business
From dishwasher days to decisions
Now I lead like I prayed for the position
Heart heavy but my mind clear
Stayed real through the hard years
If you don’t get it, that’s fine
I’m blessed and I’m right here