Tell the Truth (Cutting the Cord)

[Intro] (Look. I don't need a script. I don't need a plan from you. Just listen.) [Verse 1] Stoney Trail ice, heavy load in the back My life’s a long haul, yours is just a track They’re chasing crypto, they’re chasing the clout I’m in the terminal, finding the way out You talk "consistency," I talk about the grind You’re looking for a mirror, I’m leaving you behind My hands are dirty, my logic is sound I’m the only man left on this hollow ground. [Pre-Chorus] I have watched you smiling while you're selling all your lies! I can see the desperation hiding in your eyes! There is no compromise inside my spirit on this road today... I'm cutting through the plastic and I'm walking away! [Chorus] And it don’t make sense Yeah, none of it does The way you posture, the way you speak in buzz I’m keeping it real, yeah, I’m cutting the cord I’m the only one here who can actually afford To tell the truth. Yeah, tell the truth. [Verse 2] Check the bank, check the stress, check the cost I’ve paid in years for every soul that I’ve lost You want a "job"? I’m burning the resume I’m building my own empire, day after day I don’t want your feedback, I don’t want your light I’m working in the shadows in the dead of the night You’re a ghost in the system, a bug in the code I’m the one steering this beast down the road. [Pre-Chorus] I have watched you smiling while you're selling all your lies! I can see the desperation hiding in your eyes! There is no compromise inside my spirit on this road today... I'm cutting through the plastic and I'm walking away! [Chorus] And it don’t make sense Yeah, none of it does The way you posture, the way you speak in buzz I’m keeping it real, yeah, I’m cutting the cord I’m the only one here who can actually afford To tell the truth. Yeah, tell the truth. [Bridge] You can't buy respect with an invoice on a desk... You can't fake blood on the frozen concrete when it's real... I paid for every inch of pavement with my own two hands... While you were drawing diagrams and playing in the sand... Cut the cord... kill the noise! No more games with the little boys! [Drop Off] Afford to tell the truth. Watch me. [Chorus] Cause it don't make sense! Yeah none of it does! The way you posture, the way you speak in buzz! I’m keeping it real, yeah, I’m cutting the cord! I’m the only one here who can actually afford To tell the truth! Yeah, tell the truth! [Outro] (Don’t tell me how to feel. Don’t tell me how to grow. I’m the only one here who knows. C'mon. Keep it real.)