Numbers Don't Lie Lryics

🎤 “Numbers Don’t Lie” 🎤 [Intro – Reflective] Yeah... This that drive with the windows up music. Overthinkin’ music. Textin’ back slow, success came fast... You know the type. [Verse – 100 Bars Straight Through] I seen love turn to envy in a matter of weeks, Heard prayers for my downfall echo under they speech. Used to want peace, now I just want space, ‘Cause even silence can tell you who fake. I made moves that they wouldn’t dare try, Got my wings from the pain, now I float when I fly. They pop bottles on me but toast outta fear, Same ones smilin’ now wasn’t there last year. I gave ‘em game, they ran off with the lesson, Tried to wear my shoes but ain’t fit the pressure. I learned most of my wins from losin’, Now I treat setbacks like moments of cruisin’. Booked in Berlin, name buzzin’ in Belgium, Don’t need validation, I already held some. They gossip in circles ‘cause they stuck in place, While I loop the world like a marathon pace. I remember dark rooms, no heat, just dreams, Now I lay my head in suites where the ceilings beam. I got partners that flip code to rent flows, We don’t talk streams — we build the roads. Every check got zeros, now the convo’s mature, She said, “You don’t call,” I said, “I’m buildin’ a cure.” Cure for the doubt, cure for the past, Cure for that voice that said I wouldn’t last. Ducked every label tryna cut up my voice, Independent for life — that was always the choice. From the blogs to the Forbes talk, I stayed me, Still the same kid writin’ rhymes in a late Jeep. Used to freestyle on curbs with the speakers in trunks, Now I spit code and verses in European months. They scroll through my life like a show on repeat, But never tuned in when I had holes in my sheets. Pain got quiet when the money got loud, Funny how wins bring unfamiliar crowds. Same ones who ghosted now double back proud, I’m ghostin’ myself now — too high for the ground. I sip slow just to feel a lil’ something, Fame hit different when it don’t fill nothin’. Had to unfollow a few for my own peace, They loved who I was but hate who I reached. Talkin’ circles around me, I speak direct, Love ain’t loyal when the bag reflect. They see results, but not the sacrifice, How I gave up my twenties for a better life. I lost lovers who thought I’d slow down, Now they in my DMs when I tour their town. I don’t hold grudges, I just hold grace, But I remember everything — never forget a face. I built a kingdom off late nights and belief, You built yours off what you heard from the street. Every song now like a time capsule breath, I put my heart in it — y’all put in less. They only love you when you show less pain, But I built a brand on walkin’ through rain. Now they say I’m distant, say I act new, Nah, I just stopped shrinkin’ to fit your view. My story too real for a hook every minute, So I talk long form, just to live in it. She said, “You sound like you holdin’ back,” I said, “Truth too raw — they don’t want that.” This ain’t rap, it’s a memoir with a rhythm, This that whisper to yourself when you in it. This that look back at who you used to be, And smile like, “Damn, I made it out clean.” Still got flaws I’m workin’ to fix, Still got trauma buried in bricks. But I got dreams that survive the stress, And a name that move through time like a chest. Every bar stitched from lessons and nights, I don’t write raps — I translate life. From heartbreaks to handshakes to cold flights, Still movin’ like I’m broke with a billionaire’s sight. Yeah... This for the ones who ain’t post about me, But deep down still hope the best for me proudly. This for the kid in the back of the bus, Who knew the world was his — just needed to trust. So run the numbers, check the stats, But I’ll always measure worth by how I bounce back. I’m still him, just sharper and grown, Still write verses like I’m home alone. And if they ask what it took to survive, Tell ‘em: “Faith, code, and a reason why.” Tell ‘em I ain’t do it for the trends or reply, I just wrote truth… and the numbers don’t lie. [Outro – Fading] Nah, they don’t. Not when you build it like this… MixtapeHustler, Nero Dubb style, Let it breathe.