[Shelly DRAFT (V4 test] --- [Intro – horns, bounce] (Doo) Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo Yeah, yeah, yeah! Uh! Woo! Let’s go! --- [Verse 1] Fresh paint, new skin I don’t fit where I’ve been Mirror said, “Who dat?” Said, “Boy, that’s him.” Used to hide, now I show Used to fold, now I glow Got my colours on my sleeve And my foot’s on go— --- [Refrain – call & response + hits] I’m too bright (Hot dayumm!) Drippin' light like I’m plugged in Too fresh (Oh, snap!) Even my reflection took a pic Too sharp (Watch out!) Cut through silence with my fit Too slick (Can’t lie!) Got your girl sayin’ “who’s this?!” --- [Pre-Chorus – chanty, iconic energy] Damn, don’t I look loud? (Woo!) Like a rainbow in a crowd! (Woo!) Damn, don’t I shine right? (Yeah!) Real bold — not that filtered light! --- [CHORUS – classic funk chorus line w/ horns] 🎨 LOOK AT MY COLOURS — can’t tone down Even the moon got jealous now 🎨 LOOK AT MY COLOURS — stitched with pride You don’t fake this kinda vibe 🎨 LOOK AT MY COLOURS — head to toe Built this glow from hurt, now watch me go! 🎨 LOOK AT MY COLOURS — true, not fake I don’t blend in — I make ‘em shake! --- [Verse 2 – more strut] Walk in, heads turn My coat loud like a sunburn Gold rings, blue kicks Got more hues than your Netflix Red flags? I wore 'em Now I rock ‘em like decor, and Every scar got shine now I dress pain in high style --- [Refrain – variation with punch] I’m too clean (Click-click!) Pop so hard, I broke the scene Too bold (Yup-yup!) Even my silence made a meme Too fly (Whew!) Even pigeons want my theme Too fine (C’mon!) You gon’ dream me in your sleep— --- [Pre-Chorus – crowd call vibe] Damn, don’t I look loud? (Say what?) Like I walked straight off a cloud! (You did!) Damn, don’t I shine bright? (Oh yeah!) This ain’t no edit, this my light! --- [CHORUS – full flex] LOOK AT MY COLOURS — loud and clear Even my past got drip this year LOOK AT MY COLOURS — can't be cloned This ain’t rent — I own this tone LOOK AT MY COLOURS — ooh that hue Real ones know I broke right through LOOK AT MY COLOURS — all me, no mask Post-cocoon — I hatched with class! --- [BRIDGE – funky chant + whisper] Drip, drip, don’t trip (uh) True shades, no script (uh) Tail so bright, it flicks (yeah) Call that: peacock drip. --- [Final Chorus – instruments break out, full volume] LOOK AT MY COLOURS — can't ignore Walk so loud I slam the floor LOOK AT MY COLOURS — built from pain Now they shimmer when I rain LOOK AT MY COLOURS — tell the crowd I’m the canvas, I’m the sound LOOK AT MY COLOURS — boom, boom, pow You knew the old me — look at me now. --- [Outro – horns fade, strut off mic] Mmhmm. Too bright to dim. Too bold to blend. Colours, baby. All me.