Trash, Hands Full

Verse 1

Family throw shade like they live in a cage

Act like I’m trash, then they mad when I rage

Push me down with words, call it “how we talk”

But I hear what you mean every time you walk off

Always keeping in the shadow when I tell the truth

From all that pain I swallowed, now it’s the proof in my booth

I don’t say it for clout, I say it ‘cause it’s real

You let it get so twisted that your lies feel like a deal

Hook

You treat me like trash, then act surprised when I snap

Talk down on my name, yeah you built this off that

Keep pushing me—good, I’m ready to fight

I’m frustrated to my core, but I’m up tonight

You treat me like trash, then act holy for the crowd

I’m done being quiet when the damage get loud

Always keeping in the shadow, still I speak it plain

If you was involved in the pain, you feel this same strain

Verse 2

I’m tired of the “family” label like it make it okay

Like disrespect ain’t disrespect just ‘cause it’s old days

You wanna control my mouth, wanna silence my mind

But the truth got a voice and it’s coming back every time

From all the pain, I learned who to see and who to doubt

Some of y’all were part of it—now don’t play dumb now

I’m not begging for respect, I’m taking it back

Soft voice, strong heart—yeah, I’m done with the act

Bridge

Don’t call me disrespectful when you disrespect first

I watched it get worse, now I’m pulling the words

Always keeping in the shadow… just to survive the flame

Now I’m telling the truth, and my anger got a name