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[Intro]
Cycle got me twisted
But it end with me
Hands up for the healing
This our legacy

[Verse 1]
I grew up where "we fine" meant "we hurting"
Bills in a shoebox
Secrets in the curtains
Uncles with a bottle
Moms with a brave face
Kids in the hallway learning how the pain tastes

We laughed it off
Called it "just how life go"
Love felt heavy like a winter in a light coat
I saw the fights turn the living room sideways
Promised I would never let my kids see that face

Had to look inside
Not just look around
Why my voice get sharp when I feel run down?
Why my pride say "leave" when my heart say "stay"?
Why I mimic all the mess that I used to hate?

So I booked that talk
Sat down in the chair
Therapist like
"Tell me why you feel despair"
I said
"Where do I start?" with a nervous laugh
She said
"Right here
This hour is how you break the past"

[Chorus]
We gon' break the chain
Not our children
Turn that pain to a whole new building
From survival up to abundance
From the silence into the substance

We gon' change the script
Rewrite it
Turn that shame to a voice that’s honest
Generational wealth in the spirit and the bank
I’m the one who say
"It end here" (I’m the one, I’m the one who break the chain)

[Verse 2]
First step: budget on the fridge with the magnets
Learned what interest mean
Watched the old habits
Every little dollar got a job
That’s facts
Emergency stash ’stead of panic attacks

Automatic draft for the future I’m raising
Investment account with their names on the statements
Not just flexing with a car and a chain
I want paid-off peace
I want debt-free brains

I’m tryna pass down more than a surname
Teach ’em how to feel
Not to hide all the hurt flames
"Say you’re sad
Say you’re tired
Say you scared"
At our table
Every feeling got a chair

Therapy on Tuesday
Church on Sunday
Journals on the nightstand
Hugs in the hallway
Group chat
Cousins talking ’bout the hard stuff
We the first generation saying
"Yo
That’s enough"

[Chorus]
We gon' break the chain
Not our children
Turn that pain to a whole new building
From survival up to abundance
From the silence into the substance

We gon' change the script
Rewrite it
Turn that shame to a voice that’s honest
Generational wealth in the spirit and the bank
I’m the one who say
"It end here" (I’m the one, I’m the one who break the chain)

[Bridge]
I forgive what they did and what they couldn’t do
Still protect my peace when I’m in the room
You can love ’em from a step back
That’s still love
Boundaries like bricks in the house we become

Healing is a will
Not a weekend trend
It’s the hard talk
Phone calls you never send
But every time I choose to feel
Not flee
I put interest on the freedom of my family tree (hey!)

[Chorus]
We gon' break the chain
Not our children
Turn that pain to a whole new building
From survival up to abundance
From the silence into the substance

We gon' change the script
Rewrite it
Turn that shame to a voice that’s honest
Generational wealth in the spirit and the bank
I’m the one who say
"It end here" (I’m the one, I’m the one who break the chain)