Run It Back

Intro

Yeah, yeah, ayy (uh-huh), ha

Skrrt, skrrt — beat drop, feel the floor (go)

(heyi ya) Uh, one take, no script

Verse

I walk in with my pockets full of syllables, pockets full of plans

Flip a quarter to a comet, land it on a map of my hands

Speed limit on my city, but I drive with no plans

Radio on, sing along, turn my doubts into fans (yeah)

Rhymes stitch a sweater for the weather I made myself wear

Cold nights, warm bars, got my name in the air (ayy)

I count steps like investments, every step is a share

Breathe in, cash out, sell the fear, buy the dare

Pocket prophet with a stopwatch, timing hunger to the beat

Hungry for applause and this hunger straight eats the street

I spit puzzles that fit plugs — power up every seat

Crowd folds like origami when I fold in the heat

Talk cheap, I talk currency, they bargain with a grin

But I move like a ghost in the room and I take the win

No permits on my dreams, they unconditional, no pin

I write free like a graffiti kid and I sign with a grin

Quick wit with a slow burn, I time it like a fuse

I mix truth with the groove, put sugar in the blues

I taste blue like a midwest sky after rain comes through

But I keep sun in my syllables, paint gold, not bruise

My mentor was the mirror, taught me to stare at my truth

(ayy) Mirror said, "Stay loose," I said, "Cool, I got proof"

Pre-chorus

Hands up if you feel it (feel it), hum low if you breathe it (breathe it)

This is now, this is loud, this is ours — we receive it (receive it)

Chorus

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back (run it)

Hands to the sky like we never looking back — nah (nah)

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back (run it)

Turn the light on in the dark, let the whole room react (let it)

(yeah, yeah) Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back (run it)

Hands to the sky like we never looking back — nah (nah)

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back (run it)

Turn the light on in the dark, let the whole room react (let it)

Verse

Freestyle for a life line, rhyme like a lifeguard

Pull you from the undertow with a hook and a yard

I barter with verbs and I borrow the stars

Pay interest with a chorus, I’m banking on hard bars

Late nights, early flights, I log miles in metaphors

Throwback hoodie, new tape, open doors on new floors

I hustle like a weekend, work like it's every day

Mix humility with hustle, cocktail with no cliché (nope)

Got adrenaline in my pocket, courage in my coat

I speak in capital letters when the chorus needs the note

I stitch a map with a marker — X marks the go

Keep my circle minimal, that's how real ones grow

I play chess in a nightclub, move queen, move king

Queen takes the vibe, king keeps the sting

I rhyme in color palettes, paint feelings with rings

I sound like a sunrise, I sting like a spring

Money talks, but my soundtrack screams louder

I’m fluent in the claps, fluent