I'm on walking. Whole place gone. They whisper cool. I shout. I was never quiet. I was born loud. Bass hit. I beat eyes on me, don't need to tweet. Whole room stops. One step in, I don't blend, I break within. Gold hoops, slick talk.
Every move got sidewalk chalk. You scroll, I trend. You blink, I bend, you doubt. Too late, I don't knock, I open gates. I'm not soft, I'm spice. Glow like neon light. Too much. That's a brand. Can't tone me down. I'll expand. No pause, no tame. I'm the moment, not the frame. Voice like echo in a club.
Step like rhythm in your blood. Glossy lip, no script. Catch me once I flip the script. Heat up when I arrive. You follow, I don't try. Volume's not setting. It's a birthright. Can't dim my star in midnight. Say I do too much, then you ain't done enough.
I'm not soft, I'm spice, glow like neon lights. I'm the storm they talk about. Made to shake the silence out. No pause, no tame. I was born loud on my name.
