[Intro]
Funny how they speak when I’m not around
Had the nerve to talk, now they silent as the ground

[Verse 1 - Nico Roberts]
Look—
They had the nerve to say I fell off, I just flew up
Got receipts longer than the nose on they crew cut
Fake smiles in the DM, venom in they group chat
Talk behind my back 'til I pop where the roof at
I been calm too long, let me bark a lil’ louder
Y’all washed up — like dishes after clam chowder
Tried to block my shine, but my light got angles
I got stripes in the dirt — you just tangled in bangles
I don’t hear that hate, it don’t ring in my section
Y’all boys pressed like a shirt at a funeral procession
No love lost, no sleep took either
I'm chillin' like a ghostwriter strapped with a heater
Y’all chase clout, I chase legacy and equity
You throwin’ shade? That’s just jealousy with jealousy
I seen ‘em switch more than IG thoughts with filters
Your crew foldin’ quicker than pack-a-day quitters
Came from the mud, now I walk on tile
Still keep it grimy like the floor of a trap aisle
They had the nerve — now they duck and delete
Better talk with respect when you mention a beast
[Chorus]
Yeah, they had the nerve, huh, nerve to talk loud
Now they quiet when I’m steppin’ in the crowd
Nerve to post subs, nerve to throw shade
Till I pulled up and they froze like they prayed
Nerve to smile, but I see through the fake
Nerve to diss, but can’t handle the quake
Nerve to speak — now they nerves on edge
When I cut deep, I don’t talk, I pledge

[Verse 2 - 21 Savage]
I don't talk much, I just move in the dark
Let the chopper sing lullabies straight to your heart
Y'all was barkin' on the net, now you ghostin' in real
I don’t play with my name, I don’t play with the steel
Fake gangstas in they captions, prayin’ for traction
I was really on the field — y’all just good at reenactin’
Wrote my name in blood on a check I cashed
Now I’m countin’ disrespect like a bodybag stash
Heard 'em talkin' slick, then they backtrack quick
Claimin’ "21 my dawg" — yeah, that loyalty's thin
I seen more rats in the game than in the traps
They snitchin' with a filter like it's part of the app
You had the nerve to diss from a gated resort
I had the city in my hand when you just came up short
I don't do back and forth, I just load and aim
Put a verse on your head, that’s a target with your name
Better keep my name out your thirsty lil' throat
'Fore we pull up where you stream and cut the signal off remote
Real recognize real — and you ain't pass the check
Now your whole circle lookin’ like a failed project
[Chorus]
Yeah, they had the nerve, huh, nerve to talk loud, (21)
Now they quiet when I’m steppin’ in the crowd
Nerve to post subs, nerve to throw shade, (Throw shade)
Till I pulled up and they froze like they prayed
Nerve to smile, but I see through the fake
Nerve to diss, but can’t handle the quake
Nerve to speak — now they nerves on edge
When I cut deep, I don’t talk, I pledge

[Verse 3 - Nico Roberts]
You had the nerve, now you beg for a mention
I turned trauma to bars, turned scars to attention
I was broke in the dark, now I glisten with pain
Y’all just trend for a week, I engrave my name
Don’t compare me to lames who just tweet for a buzz
I was raised where the love feel colder than slugs
Tried to cancel my come-up, I built through the hate
Now your crew split up — like bills on a fake date
I been silent too long, now the pen got a temper
And this ink don’t fade, this is soul-etched, remember?
You had the nerve to clown when I starved in the cold
But I ate off the pressure — now my hunger’s gold
Ain’t no peace with the ops, I don’t break, I break back
Turn a shot to a verse, turn a snake to a stat
You was laughin’ at the fall, now you crawl for a feature
Should’ve known I was cursed with the soul of a preacher
Crossed me once — ain’t no crossin’ again
I’m the storm in your booth, I’m the fear in your pen
You had the nerve to hate from a place I survived
Now your career’s like your heart — barely alive