[Intro] Yeah Look They wanna see me fall, huh? (nah) Watch this [Verse 1] Came from the back of the back, now I’m front row center Used to split one plate, now my worst meal’s dinner They throw dirt on my name, I plant seeds in it Turn shade to a forest, then I leave in it (skrrt) They say “chill, you too loud” I say “bet, bring a crowd” Whole life on airplane mode I still rose above the clouds Told fear “move aside”, ego “you can ride” Doubt talking cheap, I just left it on read every time They pray I trip, I tap-dance on landmines Walk through fire in all-white, come out prime [Chorus] I rise above it Talk big, but they can’t touch it Tried to drag me down in the mud, I Turn that pressure to gold, yeah, I love it (woo) I rise above it Whole squad still screaming “trust it” They throw stones, we build whole cities from it You aim low, I rise above it (yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] They want smoke? I exhale contracts Turn one “maybe” to a signed-on, run back Turn one shot to a long run, comeback Now my worst day their whole life, that’s tough facts I don’t chase clout, I attract checks If it ain’t legacy, then it’s bad text If you want war, better pack vests I kill doubt in me first, that’s self-defense (boom) I was counting coins, now I count on me They were counting me out, now they count the streams I don’t brag, I brief Just give orders to the old me, tell it “stand at ease” Took every L, made a logo Turn every “oh no” to an “I told you so” Put my pain on a promo Now they quote my worst bar like it’s YOLO (crazy) [Chorus] I rise above it Talk big, but they can’t touch it Tried to drag me down in the mud, I Turn that pressure to gold, yeah, I love it I rise above it Whole squad still screaming “trust it” They throw stones, we build whole cities from it You aim low, I rise above it (rise above, rise above) [Bridge] They say “pipe down” I say “right now?” If I dim this light Who gon’ guide this crowd? Turn my worst nights To my best lines (yeah) Turn their cheap shots To my headline [Chorus] I rise above it Talk big, but they can’t touch it Tried to drag me down in the mud, I Turn that pressure to gold, yeah, I love it I rise above it Whole squad still screaming “trust it” They throw stones, we build whole cities from it You aim low, I rise above it (rise above, rise above)

rap, Aggressive trap-rap banger over hard, knocking drums and seismic bass; male vocals with rapid-fire verses, swagger-heavy delivery, and a shout-along hook. Verses sit tight in the pocket with sparse, menacing synth stabs; chorus explodes with stacked gang vocals, wide 808 glide, and sharp ad-lib throws. Energy builds from verse one to a final, triumphant chant, leaving space for breathy ad-libs and quick double-time bursts., clever

Rise Above It