INTRO (4 bars, talky) Yeah… Look— I been tryna find the rhythm in the real again Tryna talk to God without askin’ for a deal again HOOK (8 bars, simple,) I been workin’ it out, workin’ it out Tryna breathe when the pressure get loud I been holdin’ it down, holdin’ it down But my head get heavy in the crowd I been workin’ it out, workin’ it out Tryna love without fear in my mouth If I fall, let me learn, let me learn If I win, let it mean somethin’ now VERSE 1 (16 bars — Pocket A, with Pocket B pops) I been up in my head, I don’t sleep like that Heart on my sleeve but I keep it black Smile for the room, then I peel right back ‘Cause the “fine” ain’t true when the night fight back I been tryna move clean with a dirty past Tryna grow new roots where the hurt got cast Every time I get close, I get nervous fast So I laugh it off like it never last But it do— and it sit— in my chest— (hold) Like a bruise I don’t show, just a mess— (hold) I don’t wanna be cold, I’m just scared— (hold) That the love gonna leave if I’m bare— (hold) So I write, then I breathe, then I pace, then I pray Tryna turn all this weight into grace in my day If I’m honest, I been mad at myself in a way ‘Cause I know what I want, I just hate what it take (Pocket B pop) I been chasin’ peace like it owe me back pay Then I land in the mirror like “okay… okay.” HOOK (repeat 8) VERSE 2 (16 bars — slightly sharper, still smooth) I don’t like crowds, I like corners and quiet ‘Cause my thoughts get loud and they start a little riot I been cool on the outside, inside I been fightin’ Tryna keep it together, no glue, no dyin’ And it’s weird how the wins don’t hit like they should When you missin’ a piece of your heart in the hood Not a place— more a feeling— like “damn, I was good” Back when love was just love, not a game or a hook I been learnin’ boundaries, learnin’ to say no Learnin’ not everybody get a seat that close Learnin’ it’s okay to grieve what I lost Even if I was the one that walked (Pocket B pop) And if I’m bein’ real, I been scared of success ‘Cause the higher you climb, that’s a longer descend So I move with the beat like a hand on a chest Not too fast— just enough— so it sound like breath OUTRO (4 bars) Yeah… I ain’t fixed, I’m just focused Still workin’… still hopin’ Still here.
