Hook
DND on — ring off.
Lonely, but I level up.
Phone face-down — focus up.
Shine solo — never ease up.
DND on — ring off.
Breathe in — pressure up.
I’m my own side — lock it in.
Pick myself — then double up.
All gas, no brakes.
Verse 1
Yeah, I’ve been low-key solo,
Group chat blows up? I ghost it.
Shots and small talk? I’m over it,
Got reps to chase — I’m locked in.
Learned this grown-man lesson:
Effort don’t make ’em stay.
Value makes ’em hit redial,
So I build that every day.
Feed off the “feed”? Not really —
I’m out where the bars get sweaty.
DMs can sit for a minute,
My RMs talk — that’s heavy.
FOMO on leash — heel, sit, stay,
Routine the coach: “own your day.”
Quiet nights still count — chalk that win,
Baseline’s up while moods run deep.
Pre
Timeline’s dead but my core stays loud,
Deep breath — now bounce with the crowd:
Hook
DND on — ring off.
Lonely, but I level up.
Phone face-down — focus up.
Shine solo — never ease up.
DND on — ring off.
Breathe in — pressure up.
I’m my own side — lock it in.
Pick myself — then double up.
Verse 2
Not many calls — I’m fine by me,
Numbers ain’t the metric I’m tryna be.
Add plates, add time under tension,
Proof’s right there in the sweat, no mention.
Treadmill city view, cadence on beat,
Blank days still get checked — that’s neat.
Algorithm sells everybody else’s parade,
Mine pins the grind on the home page.
“Be my person” flips to be my own,
Built my stage, set my tone.
Friday night traded for sunrise walks,
Prime time’s laces — I’m gone.
When the crowd pulls up, I’m steady,
Center locked — core ready.
Noise on mute, doubts get clipped,
Self-trust loaded — don’t slip.
Bridge
Lonely? Only.
I’m my only homie.
Phone down — head up,
Keep it rollin’, low-key.
Low day? Go day.
Ride that, slow-mo…
Lone—ly — but — up! (DROP)
Final Hook
DND on — ring off.
Lonely, but I level up.
Phone face-down — focus up.
Shine solo — never ease up.
DND on — ring off.
Pressure up — never let up.
Before I’m someone’s, I’m mine first,
Pick myself — all-in. Amen.
Hook
DND on — ring off.
Lonely, but I level up.
Phone face-down — focus up.
Shine solo — never ease up.
DND on — ring off.
Breathe in — pressure up.
I’m my own side — lock it in.
Pick myself — then double up.
All gas, no brakes.
Verse 1
Yeah, I’ve been low-key solo,
Group chat blows up? I ghost it.
Shots and small talk? I’m over it,
Got reps to chase — I’m locked in.
Learned this grown-man lesson:
Effort don’t make ’em stay.
Value makes ’em hit redial,
So I build that every day.
Feed off the “feed”? Not really —
I’m out where the bars get sweaty.
DMs can sit for a minute,
My RMs talk — that’s heavy.
FOMO on leash — heel, sit, stay,
Routine the coach: “own your day.”
Quiet nights still count — chalk that win,
Baseline’s up while moods run deep.
Pre
Timeline’s dead but my core stays loud,
Deep breath — now bounce with the crowd:
Hook
DND on — ring off.
Lonely, but I level up.
Phone face-down — focus up.
Shine solo — never ease up.
DND on — ring off.
Breathe in — pressure up.
I’m my own side — lock it in.
Pick myself — then double up.
Verse 2
Not many calls — I’m fine by me,
Numbers ain’t the metric I’m tryna be.
Add plates, add time under tension,
Proof’s right there in the sweat, no mention.
Treadmill city view, cadence on beat,
Blank days still get checked — that’s neat.
Algorithm sells everybody else’s parade,
Mine pins the grind on the home page.
“Be my person” flips to be my own,
Built my stage, set my tone.
Friday night traded for sunrise walks,
Prime time’s laces — I’m gone.
When the crowd pulls up, I’m steady,
Center locked — core ready.
Noise on mute, doubts get clipped,
Self-trust loaded — don’t slip.
Bridge
Lonely? Only.
I’m my only homie.
Phone down — head up,
Keep it rollin’, low-key.
Low day? Go day.
Ride that, slow-mo…
Lone—ly — but — up! (DROP)
Final Hook
DND on — ring off.
Lonely, but I level up.
Phone face-down — focus up.
Shine solo — never ease up.
DND on — ring off.
Pressure up — never let up.
Before I’m someone’s, I’m mine first,
Pick myself — all-in. Amen.