[Intro]
Big talk, small proof
Everybody tough in a rented suit
[Verse 1]
You post with a borrowed chain, pose by a borrowed car
Tell a whole war story from a juice bar
Your crew says “yes” while you practice your glare
Then you whisper to the waiter, “Is the bathroom there?”
Tactical vest over a luxury tee
Threatening the room with a decaf tea
You got a villain’s caption, a customer’s voice
Every hard decision needs a group chat choice
[Pre-Chorus]
You rehearse that scowl in the camera glass
But the tough-guy costume has a zipper in back
[Chorus]
All that hard talk, soft as a pillow
Big bad image, marshmallow in the middle
Acting like a king with a plastic crown
One raindrop hits and the whole thing melts down
Say you run the block, but you tiptoe through it
Say you fear no one, then your manager reviews it
All that hard talk, soft as a pillow
Loud on the screen, quiet in the window
[Verse 2]
You got a fake gold medal for surviving brunch
A leather-bound journal full of threats and lunch
Your “enemies” are people who corrected your name
Your “street code” changes every time you change planes
You rent a black truck for a thirty-second reel
Then return it by noon so the owner can seal
Your signature move is a dramatic slow turn
Your biggest beef is whether oat milk burns
[Pre-Chorus]
You rehearse that scowl in the camera glass
But the tough-guy costume has a zipper in back
[Chorus]
All that hard talk, soft as a pillow
Big bad image, marshmallow in the middle
Acting like a king with a plastic crown
One raindrop hits and the whole thing melts down
Say you run the block, but you tiptoe through it
Say you fear no one, then your manager reviews it
All that hard talk, soft as a pillow
Loud on the screen, quiet in the window
[Bridge]
No need to fake thunder when you’re scared of rain
No need to borrow pain for a marketable name
Put the costume down, let the ego take a seat
Real strength doesn’t need a caption every week
[Beat Switch]
New pose, same bluff
Glossy threats, never rough
If the truth walks in, watch the tough act flee
Everybody gangster till the Wi-Fi leaves
[Final Chorus]
All that hard talk, soft as a pillow
Big bad image, marshmallow in the middle
Acting like a king with a plastic crown
One raindrop hits and the whole thing melts down
Say you run the block, but you tiptoe through it
Say you fear no one, then your manager reviews it
All that hard talk, soft as a pillow
Loud on the screen, quiet in the window
[Outro]
Big talk, small proof
Take off the costume, tell the truth