[Verse 1] We learn to smile when they boast their domain, Holding our peace while they play in the rain. Built up our status with quiet intent, Never explaining what our silence meant. Loud grandiose claims in a house made of glass They call it power, we call it a panic crash. Every heartbeat trading fear for the floor, We hold a game they can never afford. [Pre-Chorus 1] Feel the grace inside this quiet space, We are not here to run their little race. Watch the grandiose start to fade away, True female power rises with the light of day. [Chorus 1] We are understated, but we run the board, Holding a value they cannot afford! No need to shout, no need to prove, We set the standard for every move! They call it luck, we call it pure class, We built a kingdom made to last! [Verse 2] Look— We don't need luck, we got calculated fire, Turned every polite nod into our empire. If they change the score, we rewrite the rule, Showing this world we were nobody's fool. Full throttle, mind clear, eyes wide open, We are the promise that was never broken! [Pre-Chorus 2] Feel the grace inside this quiet space, We are re-writing time and place. Let them think they set the score, We are stepping up to own much more! [Chorus 2] We are understated, but we run the board, Holding a value they cannot afford! No need to shout, no need to prove, We set the standard for every move! They call it luck, we call it pure class, We built a kingdom made to last! [Bridge] No saviors coming, no cheap disguise, Just pure ambition in all women's eyes. When the room gets dark, the thunder starts, Our quiet silence ignites all hearts! [Outro] Softly the tide turns to glass, Low key, pure gold, built to last. Understated... Our game, our name.
