[intense dark, falling bell patterns intro] [cold start no sweep] Another crack at NQ, dome gone dark I tagged the close, it left a mark First light on the second screen PnL blinking, red and green The room is still, my jaw is tight Replaying traps from last night Funny how one clean push through highs Can make a busted plan feel wise **[Pre-Chorus]** Spent too long leaning on size Trying to bully my way through Now I’m watching for the head fake And waiting for the real thing to show **[Chorus] One more look Let the tape talk back I’ve been dodging NQ trickery Trying not to snap too fast Now the candles start to print Right where the stops were placed Maybe edge was never force at all Maybe it was just patience with a face **[Verse 2]** [bigger drums and more driving] [fast closed hi-hat] Every whip took a chunk [pause] Every fakeout taught me where it stung Every loss I wore too fresh Showed me what I let slide next Nothing left I need to brag Nothing left I need to prove Funny how the screen gets clear When you stop trying to make it move **[Bridge]** Here’s to every messy open Every flush I had to sit through Every snap that ripped me open And what it made me do Some days aren’t about the win They’re about not doubling down Licking wounds, keeping receipts And coming back when the tape cools down **[Final Chorus]** One more look There’s no rush to be NQ’s gonna toss its tricks Whether it’s baiting or testing me Enough forcing every candle Enough chasing every move If peace feels like anything It’s a clean read and a better groove
