Laugh in Their Face

[Verse 1]
Just playing and winning
They talking like, "You don't deserve it"
Same boys fronting in the group chat
In person, they getting all nervous (yeah)
They trashing, they lying
But all of that noise feel quiet
I see them typing essays
But live, they suddenly shy, yeah
I came from the back row
Turned pressure into practice
They praying I slip
But I’m dancing all over the madness (hey)
Got my feet on they rumors
Turn the gossip into my carpet
They aiming low with them comments
I’m aiming high like a target
[Chorus]
So I stop
And I just laugh in they face (ha!)
You really mad I found my place?
You really hate that I got taste?
So I stop
And I just laugh in they face (yeah)
Talking big, but it’s all fake
All that shade, I turn to grace
[Verse 2]
They saying I’m lucky
But they ain’t see nights I was breaking
Talking like I never struggle
Like this crown came pre-made and plated
They act like the ref
Still can’t call their own fouls
Posting whole fake stories
But I’m the one they leave out the vowels
I see right through that filter
See pixels behind that pride
They throw their words like knuckles
But miss me every time
I don’t even raise my voice
Silence hit harder than beef
Smile sharp like a secret
Let ‘em choke on disbelief (woo)
[Chorus]
So I stop
And I just laugh in they face (ha!)
You really mad I found my place?
You really hate that I got taste?
So I stop
And I just laugh in they face (yeah)
Talking big, but it’s all fake
All that shade, I turn to grace
[Bridge]
Why I gotta beg for respect
From people that don’t respect theyself?
Why I gotta answer to kids
Who never showed up for they own help?
I’m done with the begging, the pleading
Done giving energy, feeding
You can keep talking that talk
I’ll keep on winning, repeating (repeat it)
[Chorus]
So I stop
And I just laugh in they face (ha!)
You really mad I found my place?
You really hate that I got taste?
So I stop
And I just laugh in they face (laugh)
Talking big, but it’s all fake
All that shade, I turn to grace (yeah)

rap, Moody trap-rap over sparse, minor-key piano; roomy drums with a lazy swing and deep sub bass. Verses stay close and conversational, tight doubles on key punchlines. Hook lifts with layered, slightly detuned vocal harmonies and extra reverb on the word “laugh.” Occasional reverse-piano swells between sections for tension. Male vocals, confident but playful, leaning into sarcastic ad-libs and pockets of silence.