“”Double Back”

Intro

Yeah.

West Coast woman.

I don’t just rap, I decode.

Every bar got two doors.

Pick one.

 

Hook

I double back with double meanings, every line got twins,

Pretty face, cold case, they don’t know where I been.

I was broke in the spirit, now I’m rich in the pen,

If I say I’m outside, that mean outside and within.

 

I don’t chase no crown, I let the crown chase me,

Made a throne out the dirt they tried to place me.

Queen talk, street walk, truth in the booth,

I don’t murder the beat — I expose the proof.

 

Verse 1

I came from rooms where the walls had ears,

So I learned to speak silent and weaponize tears.

Now my pen got reach, every sentence got hands,

I can touch your whole soul without making demands.

 

They said I needed healing, I said, “watch me peel,”

Layer by layer till the raw get real.

Now I’m both wound and weapon, both scar and steel,

I know how pain taste, I know how power feel.

 

I was raised around smoke, but I never just choked,

Turned clouds into cover, turned pressure to quotes.

When I say I had to “stand on it,” I mean bills and beliefs,

Had my feet on the ground with my heart in the grief.

 

I’m a mother and a monster when the beat get involved,

Nurture with the left, right hand resolve.

They tried to box me in, now the box got checked,

I mailed back fear with return-to-sender respect.

 

I don’t need to be loud, I got quiet control,

I can whisper one bar and rearrange your soul.

If I say I’m “that girl,” I mean past and prime,

The woman I became and the child I survived.

 

Hook

I double back with double meanings, every line got twins,

Pretty face, cold case, they don’t know where I been.

I was broke in the spirit, now I’m rich in the pen,

If I say I’m outside, that mean outside and within.

 

I don’t chase no crown, I let the crown chase me,

Made a throne out the dirt they tried to place me.

Queen talk, street walk, truth in the booth,

I don’t murder the beat — I expose the proof.

 

Verse 2

Tell C-Bo I came with a code in my cadence,

No gimmick, no glitter, just grit in rotation.

I’m from where survival don’t come with applause,

Where women hold families and hide all the flaws.

 

I’m seasoned with losses, so pardon my flavor,

I learned from betrayal, but bossed up with grace later.

When I say I got “drive,” that mean cars and ambition,

No key in my hand, still start my position.

 

I got bars with a basement, deep under the surface,

Every line got a lease ’cause the pain paid purchase.

I don’t rap for revenge, I rap reimbursement,

For every dark season that trained my endurance.

 

My name ring twice like a call from the past,

First time they ignored me, second time I’m the class.

I’m school and the lesson, the chalk and the board,

The woman they doubted, the one they applaud.

 

I been prey, I been prayer, I been predator-minded,

I been lost in the dark and still divinely guided.

So when I say “I’m chosen,” that ain’t ego, it’s math,

Look at what I survived, then calculate wrath.

 

I don’t fake gangsta, I speak grown-woman dangerous,

Truth so heavy that the room rearranges.

I ain’t gotta pop nothing, my story got aim,

One verse from my chest put respect on my name.

 

Bridge

Double entendre, double life, double pain, double price,

Had to die in the dark just to live in the light.

Double back, double up, double down on me,

Now the woman in the mirror look proud of me.

 

Final Hook

I double back with double meanings, every line got twins,

Pretty face, cold case, they don’t know where I been.

I was broke in the spirit, now I’m rich in the pen,

If I say I’m outside, that mean outside and within.

 

I don’t chase no crown, I let the crown chase me,

Made a throne out the dirt they tried to place me.

Queen talk, street walk, truth in the booth,

I don’t murder the beat — I expose the proof.

 

Outro

Every bar got a shadow.

Every shadow got a witness.

Female POV.

West Coast pressure.

Run that back — you missed something.