the bag

) They talk when I turn my back, Throw shade, try to blur my path, Hope I trip, hope I crack, But I move and I learn from that. They laugh when I miss a shot, Say I’m done, say I’m not Built for this, but I flip that script Every time they doubt what I got. I hear the whispers in the hall, See the posts, read it all, But the louder that they call me out, The taller I stand, I don’t fall. (Chorus) You can hate, that’s fine, I’ll grind on my time, Turn every little slight Into fuel for the climb. You can talk all day, I’ll work, no play, While you watch from the side, I’ll be paving my way. (Verse 2) They judge every move I make, Every step, every mistake, But they never feel the weight Of the risks I choose to take. Yeah they doubt, yeah they stare, Act proud like they don’t care, But they track every win Like my name in the air. I don’t flex, I just grow, Keep it quiet, let it show, While they stuck in the same spot I’m ten steps down the road.