VADYR — READ THE FINE PRINT [Verse 1] I read the room before I enter, that’s a different kind of vision, Everybody got a price till the price comes with conditions. You can dress a bad deal up, still can’t change what’s in the sentence, I don’t trust a firm handshake from a hand that keeps omitting. I got a sharp pen, every line got a blade in it, You got a hard image, every move got a stage in it. I let you talk yourself into a hole, then put a name in it, You were busy selling smoke, I was checking what was framed in it. Everybody wants a cut, nobody wants the risk, Funny how the love gets cold when there’s money on the list. You were counting all my pockets, I was counting every switch, Now you’re asking for a favor like I owe you more than shit. I don’t chase a seat, I make the table reconsider, You got one foot in the game, other one outside the picture. You mistake a loud opinion for a solid reputation, I can tell the whole truth with a well-placed observation. [Hook] Read the fine print, what the fuck’s the real deal? Everybody got a motive, I just wanna know who’s real. They want half of every win, never there to split the risk, Now they’re reaching for a cut like they forgot who built the shit. Read the fine print, every favor got a fee, Everybody wants the fruit, nobody plants the seed. I don’t take it personal, I just know how business is, Say whatever gets you paid—I’ma read the fine print. [Verse 2] I make a living off the angles, you make a living off appearances, Your whole style rented out, mine come with different clearances. You rehearse your tough talk, I can hear the fear beneath it, You got bars that sound expensive till somebody breaks ’em down and reads ’em. I turn a slick line sideways, now the whole room catch the meaning, You just rhyme the last two words and call that shit a genius. I could take your best material and find the flaws within it, You got confidence in public, need a co-sign when you’re finished. You got followers in abundance, not a person you can call, That’s a sold-out room full of people who don’t know you at all. You confuse respect with fear, that’s a fundamental flaw, Being loudest in the room don’t mean your word carries at all. I don’t need a chain to make a statement, keep the jewelry, You can wear a whole investment and still lack security. You got champagne confidence with a tap-water résumé, I could take apart your argument and leave the pieces on display. Everybody’s got principles until principles cost, Everybody’s got a plan till the benefits get lost. You can win the negotiation and still lose what you were after, That’s a signature in ink with a disaster coming after. [Hook] Read the fine print, what the fuck’s the real deal? Everybody got a motive, I just wanna know who’s real. They want half of every win, never there to split the risk, Now they’re reaching for a cut like they forgot who built the shit. Read the fine print, every favor got a fee, Everybody wants the fruit, nobody plants the seed. I don’t take it personal, I just know how business is, Say whatever gets you paid—I’ma read the fine print. [Verse 3] I make a bad investment look like yours when I collect, You were busy counting profits, I was calculating debt. Got a gift for reading people, see the angle in the pitch, You can sell a man a dream, can’t convince him that he’s rich. I don’t argue with a fool, that’s a tax I won’t accept, Let him talk himself in circles, I just calculate the steps. You got expensive taste, but your pockets need a witness, Whole wardrobe worth a fortune, still can’t dress up bad decisions. I got women with options who still cancel other plans, You got screenshots of attention trying to pass it off as fans. She can tell the difference quick, I don’t brag about the figures, You announce what you can afford, I make her curious to visit. I put pressure on the pen till every couplet got a twist, Turn a double entendre to a double-take when it hits. You need three bars to say it, I can land it in a sentence, Your punchline needs explaining, mine come with consequences. I don’t burn a bridge for closure, I just leave you with the toll, You were busy playing chess, I was buying up the board. Now the same ones who dismissed me wanna know what changed within me, Nothing changed—I just stopped letting everybody get a percentage. [Final Hook] Read the fine print, what the fuck’s the real deal? Everybody got a motive, I just wanna know who’s real. They want half of every win, never there to split the risk, Now they’re reaching for a cut like they forgot who built the shit. Read the fine print, every favor got a fee, Everybody wants the fruit, nobody plants the seed. I don’t take it personal, I just know how business is, Say whatever gets you paid—I’ma read the fine print.
