Verse 1

They said, “Be careful,” like I asked for their permission

I kept my own receipts, turned doubt into ambition

You laughed when I was quiet, now you’re watching every move

I walked in with the proof, got nothing left to prove

Pre-Chorus

I did the work, I took the hit

You talked a lot—I’m over it

Chorus

I proved it to the whole damn room

Made my own way, made my own rules

You thought I’d fold, but look at me

I’m everything you said I couldn’t be

Now say my name, say it with your chest

I took the doubt and did the rest

You can keep talking—I’m already through

I won, babe. What you gonna do?