Velocity

(Intro) Yeah… you wanted a mic? Cool. You got one. Now don’t choke on it. (Hook) Say my name right when you talk that hate, You built your whole image off a screenshot fake. You bark online but you’re quiet on sight, I turn one little verse into your long bad night. Say my name right, put some pain on the page, You post for the clout, I rap for the rage. You wanted a response? This is that fight, Careful what you wish for when you say my name right. (Verse 1) You the type to talk tough in a group chat crowd, Then freeze up in person, can’t even look loud. Your whole style pre-owned, you just spray it with cologne, Secondhand confidence, nothing really your own. You rap “hustle, grind, shine” like it’s still 09, Every bar copy-paste, every hook re-designed. You buy plays, fake love, rented drip for the ‘Gram, I got scars, real life, turn the trauma to jams. You say you next up? Man, you barely showed up, You record ten takes, still never glow up. I’m the voice in your head when you stare at the screen, Like “maybe this rap thing ain’t what it seems.” (Hook) Say my name right when you talk that hate, You built your whole image off a screenshot fake. You bark online but you’re quiet on sight, I turn one little verse into your long bad night. Say my name right, put some pain on the page, You post for the clout, I rap for the rage. You wanted a response? This is that fight, Careful what you wish for when you say my name right. (Verse 2) You drop threats in your captions, but the fonts too bold, For a heart that small and a soul that cold. You ain’t beef, you a typo — just a slip in the script, I edit you out with a flick of the wrist. You want war? Cool, but your armor’s a filter, All caps in your story, but your courage gets slimmer. You throw shade in your posts, tryna bait my name, Now your whole little circle gotta watch this flame. I don’t do sneak disses, I don’t dance around subs, I write verses that feel like a punch in your lungs. You wanted validation, now you getting vivisection, Every four-bar set is a full dissection. You copy flows like homework and hope it’ll pass, But this ain’t school, this is broken glass. Step wrong, bleed long, that’s the toll for the crown, You a meme with a mic, I’m a problem in sound. (Hook) Say my name right when you talk that hate, You built your whole image off a screenshot fake. You bark online but you’re quiet on sight, I turn one little verse into your long bad night. Say my name right, put some pain on the page, You post for the clout, I rap for the rage. You wanted a response? This is that fight, Careful what you wish for when you say my name right. (Bridge) You don’t want no “back and forth,” this ain’t tennis, it’s war, You press send on a story, I press pen to the core. You go live for attention, I go live for the art, That’s why your views disappear, but my words leave a mark. (Verse 3) You a trash-talk TED Talk, no hands, just lip, All lecture, no legend, all cap, no grip. Every diss that you type comes with typo tears, You speak