The Ledger

The Ledger Look. They talkin' loud from the sidelines, tryna read the script, Got opinions on the come-up, but they're watchin' from the blips. Tryna trace my silhouette and point out where I stand, Like they ever built an empire with the dirt inside their hands. Verse 1 Step back, watch the foundation shake, Every single fake smile is a choice you had to make. You was countin' up my losses while I’m stackin' up the wins, Now you standing in the shadow of the place where I begin. Talk behind the digital, a ghost behind the screen, Clean up your own reflection before you critique the queen. I didn't come to play nice, I came to take the floor, And you can keep your cheap seats—I’m locked outside your door. Chorus Cold. Cold. Stone cold in the lane, Wash the static out the speakers, let it echo through the rain. All the whispers in the dark, all the doubt you tried to send, Just fuel for the fire from beginning to the end. Verse 2 You thought the silence meant I folded, thought the pressure made me break, Every stumble was a lesson, every move was mine to make. Not a handout, not a favor, built it heavy, built it right, While you were busy plotting, I was working through the night. Keep the name out of your mouth if you can’t carry out the weight, You’re just background noise to me, arriving way too late. Ice in the veins, fire in the pen, im the plot twist you didnt see coming and im doing it again.