[Intro] Violin picking, guitar on the edge You hear that pause? That’s your warning, friend [Verse 1] I built my own table, brought my own chair Walked in with a joke and a whole lot of flair Big heart, sharp tongue, learned when to bend Age put some grace in me, not a leash on my hands I used to chase every spark, now I choose my flame Still got a match in my pocket with your name Don’t confuse my calm for a hole in my fence I got older, got wiser, kept the same confidence [Pre-Chorus] Talk slick, then freeze when the room gets still Everybody tough till it’s time to show will You can type ten paragraphs, I’ll answer one line: Bring what you claimed, or leave it behind [Chorus] Don’t put my name in your mouth unless you mean that All that big talk folded up where the knees at Everybody wanna be a thug till the work gets real See how they ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it—tell me how that feel I’m kind by choice, not because I’m scared Humble in my spirit, but I’m fully prepared Say it with your chest, don’t mumble and hide I’ll politely remove your confidence from my side [Verse 2] Funny when I want, but the joke has a blade I can laugh at myself, still collect what you owe me Independent since diapers, no escort required I don’t need a committee to know I’m inspired You borrow a posture, I carry the proof I don’t bark for attention, I just step in the booth If your courage is rented, better check that lease One question from me and the whole act cease [Pre-Chorus] Talk slick, then freeze when the room gets still Everybody tough till it’s time to show will You can type ten paragraphs, I’ll answer one line: Bring what you claimed, or leave it behind [Chorus] Don’t put my name in your mouth unless you mean that All that big talk folded up where the knees at Everybody wanna be a thug till the work gets real See how they ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it—tell me how that feel I’m kind by choice, not because I’m scared Humble in my spirit, but I’m fully prepared Say it with your chest, don’t mumble and hide I’ll politely remove your confidence from my side [Bridge] I don’t need to prove what I already became But test that boundary, and remember my name Not cruel, just clear; not loud, just direct Respect is the minimum—don’t ask me for less [Final Chorus] Don’t put my name in your mouth unless you mean that All that big talk folded up where the knees at Everybody wanna be a thug till the work gets real See how they ain’t ’bout it, ’bout it—tell me how that feel Big heart, grown mind, still a problem when pressed Grace in my walk, steel tucked under the dress I’m sweet till I’m not, and I say what I mean Now move with your mouth closed and your hands clean [Outro] Talk less. Stand taller. Know who you’re talking to.
