I Don’t Break (Gospel Twang Echoes Mix)

“I DON’T BREAK” — I don't run from little bitches) (Verse 1) You wanted my numbers, my secrets, my skin — Digging through my life like you had some right to get in. You slipped your shadow in my laptop, tried to track where I breathe, Attached your name to mine like I’d never see you weave. You showed up at my mama’s, at my cousin’s front door, Said you’d find me anywhere, like that made you something more. You circled all my hangouts, tried to cut off every lane — But you didn’t know my backbone, didn’t know I don’t break under strain. (Pre‑Chorus) I don’t run, I don’t hide, I don’t bow to your pride. You wanted fear? Wrong ride — I stand tall, I collide. (Chorus) I don’t break, I don’t bend, I don’t fall, I don’t end. You tried to cage me in your mess, But I walked out again. I got the T‑shirt, I got the spine, Got the right‑left hook to define I don’t run from little bitches — I rise, I swing, and I shine. (Verse 2) You thought you’d corner me, crush me, make me small, But I’ve been through worse storms — you weren’t weather at all. You tried to twist my friendships, tried to poison my name, But I stood up, I stood loud, I stood strong — and you couldn’t touch my flame. You wanted me scared, wanted me quiet, wanted me gone, But I’m built from nights where I had to fight just to see the dawn. You pushed, I pushed back — and you learned real quick: I’m not the girl you chase; I’m the girl who ends the trick. (Pre‑Chorus) I don’t run, I don’t hide, I don’t bow to your pride. You wanted fear? Wrong ride — I stand tall, I collide. (Chorus) I don’t break, I don’t bend, I don’t fall, I don’t end. You tried to cage me in your mess, But I walked out again. I got the T‑shirt, I got the spine, Got the right‑left hook to define I don’t run from little bitches — I rise, I swing, and I shine. (Bridge) You came for my freedom — I kept it. You came for my voice — I raised it. You came for my fear — I faced it. You came for my fire — I blazed it. (Final Chorus) I don’t break, I don’t bend, I don’t fall, I don’t end. You tried to cage me in your mess, But I walked out again. I got the T‑shirt, I got the spine, Got the right‑left hook to define I don’t run from little bitches — I rise, I swing, and I shine.