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I need proof, not promise

I need room, not applause

I need peace, not polished

Move through pressure, walk it off

Been too close to quit, too far to call it luck

I kept faith on low when the room got rough

Everybody got advice when they ain't paid the cost

I learned quick, most maps got a missing road

Cold coffee on the table, damn, morning came again

My head full of weight, but my face stay plain

I don't fake no smile for a half-made win

If I say I'm good, that means still in motion

Had to lose that rush, keep the deep devotion

Had to trim my pride, let the small shit speak

One clean step beat a loud ass leap

I seen hype get high, then fall next week

I seen quiet work crawl, then grow new teeth

Don't ask why I'm tense, this the bill coming due

I got time on my back and a list to prove

Still walk in the dark like the floor know truth

I need proof, not promise

I need room, not applause

I need peace, not polished

Move through pressure, walk it off

I need proof, not promise

I need room, not applause

I need peace, not polished

Move through pressure, walk it off

Middle of the week, still moving like a deadline

Loose pocket, tight chest, trying not to redline

I don't need big talk, need a little real traction

Need less bright idea, more finished action

Some people clap late, that's fine, keep clapping

I was gone in the work while the noise kept passing

Had to kill that urge to explain my season

If they don't see roots, they don't trust the leaves then

That's cool, I get it, proof got better manners

No speech hits hard like a door opening after

Been broke in my mood, not broke in my reason

Still bet my last nerve on a clean little feeling

No crown, no cape, just a coat with holes

Cold wind, old road, still I know my role

If fear want rent, make that bitch pay double

I keep walking straight through my own damn trouble

I need proof, not promise

I need room, not applause

I need peace, not polished

Move through pressure, walk it off

I need proof, not promise

I need room, not applause

I need peace, not polished

Move through pressure, walk it off

Pressure got a voice, but it lie when it's loudest

I been low, been proud, been lost in the process

Made a few small wins feel bigger than trophies

Made a few bad nights quit acting like they own me

I don't need your rush, I got my own impatience

Whole room shake when I stand on patience

Every little doubt got a name I remember

Every little scar got a colder December

I laugh when it hurt, that's a sick little habit

Turn pain to a pocket, then pocket that magic

I ain't chasing fame, I want breath in my chest

Want rent paid clean, want my people less stressed

Want my word to weigh more than my wish ever did

Want a quiet damn life with a loud little gift

If the dark stay long, I'ma still get through

I need proof in my hands, not a dream to salute