Queens Speak Loud

Yeah, it's me in the room with the pen and the proof

No cape, just work—watch me tighten the screws I talk plain,

no games, no rumor-bait

I keep receipts in my head,

no folder

Been that one since the block got colder They talk big,

but they fold when it's time I stay small,

let the results get loud

Back straight, no flinch,

no plea

If it's on me,

then it's on me

I don't beg for a seat at a table I bring wood,

make the whole thing stable (uh)

I don't need a spotlight to see my way

I don't need a co-sign to make it shake

If you hear my name,

better say it straight

'Cause I been that—every single day (yeah)

Say it with your chest when you say my name I don't

do the most, I just do my lane Hands off the wheel?

Nah, I drive this thing I don't chase a wave,

I make my own rain (uh-huh)

I learned real quick who love me for real When the phone

got quiet, I got my will

No entourage, just me and the craft If it ain't progress,

I don't do the math

I been patient, but I ain't polite When you cross that line,

I redraw it twice I don't bark for approval,

I move in silence Then the room feel different when I arrive

in it (hah)

Take a breath—watch me switch that angle

Same truth, just a different handle

I don't crack, I bend,

then I bounce back

Tell 'em keep the doubt,

I don't want that (ahhhh)

Say it with your chest when you say my name I don't

do the most, I just do my lane Hands off the wheel?

Nah, I drive this thing

I don't chase a wave,

I make my own rain (uh-huh)

Yeah—still here, still sharp Didn't need a crowd,

just a start (yeah)