(verse)
They talkin' all that trash, but it don't have no taste,
Thinkin' they could touch my glow, that's a freakin' tragedy.
My ego's sexy, yes, I wear it like a crown,
All that drama they throwin'? That's a broke cap, clown.
Got that real rizz, they can't deny the rap,
While they hatin' from the dark, watch my kingdom grow.
They lookin' at my energy, it's slick, no cap, always on the up.
Their salty remarks are straight-up boomer, kinda dumb-dumb.
So spill that tea, bestie, let the shade just get even darker,
'Cause every hater's energy just makes my glow-up hella fly.
(chorus)
They tried to bury me, now they just stare,
Watchin' the glow-up, breathin' rarified air.
Every word I spit is a venomous dart,
Aimed at the doubt that once tore me apart.
Top of the charts, yeah, the numbers don't lie,
From the bottom I rose, watch their envy multiply.
This ain't no fluke, this is earned in the fight,
So taste the defeat in the venomous bite!
(verse)
They counted me out, said I wouldn't make a dime,
Now my success is screamin', louder than their wasted time.
Used to dodge the landlords, the constant fear of debt,
Now the universe is payin' every single struggle I met.
Now the digits on the screen speak a language they don't know,
From empty pockets echo, watch the empire grow.
Used to stress the overdue, the bills piled to the roof,
Now the phone buzzin' non-stop, undeniable proof.
They see the shine, the victory, the way I 차지 the air,
But forget the silent battles, the burdens that I bear.
So let 'em talk their talk, it fuels the fire in my chest,
'Cause the climb was treacherous, and this ain't nothin' less than blessed.
(chorus)
They tried to bury me, now they just stare,
Watchin' the glow-up, breathin' rarified air.
Every word I spit is a venomous dart,
Aimed at the doubt that once tore me apart.
Top of the charts, yeah, the numbers don't lie,
From the bottom I rose, watch their envy multiply.
This ain't no fluke, this is earned in the fight,
So taste the defeat in the venomous bite!
(bridge)
The scars on my story, they paved the way I stride,
Each closed door I shattered just amplified my pride.
They wanted me silent, a whisper in the gray,
But the venom in my voice just gets stronger every day.
So let the echoes of their doubt just fade into the past,
'Cause this momentum I've built is designed to forever last.
They underestimated the hunger, the fire in my core,
Now they witness the eruption, and regret the trash they swore.
(chorus)
They tried to bury me, now they just stare,
Watchin' the glow-up, breathin' rarified air.
Every word I spit is a venomous dart,
Aimed at the doubt that once tore me apart.
Top of the charts, yeah, the numbers don't lie,
From the bottom I rose, watch their envy multiply.
This ain't no fluke, this is earned in the fight,
So taste the defeat in the venomous bite!
(outro)
They talked. I rose.
The numbers speak. The story's closed.
Goal achieved. That's the end of the note.
You see the proof. Now choke.
