In "Meticulous," Louis Rei turns grind into glory, recalling cramped car rides spent hoping until the work finally paid off. The emotional pull comes from balancing that obsessive drive against a partner who feels pushed aside, answered with a plea to trust the bigger vision. Dressing like a middle class man while moving like a boss sharpens the contrast between appearance and ambition. The repeated promise that nobody can take away the shine lands as both self assurance and loyalty, a hard won confidence that no rival or doubt can dim.
Meticulous Lyrics by Louis Rei
Intro
Boy your working real hard
Nobody can take away your shine
(Ooo couldn’t even if they tried)
No one out here like you
(Ah yeah)
Those homies they can’t touch you
Aint no fight
(Oooo giving it up x2)
Verse
I was sat in that fiesta just hoping and wishing
Until it came in to fruition, Oh what a feeling
Couldn’t count the amount of hours that I’ve actually given
I cross the T’s, dot the I’s
I handle my business
If I look like a tramp it’s cause I’m out on a mission
I dress like a white middle class man I’m different
Shorty keep saying I’m distant
I gotta travel round the world and back
Stop tripping
Let me handle the vision
You can handle particulars
Can’t be this good unless a ***** meticulous
Big fur jacket, you know that we fabulous
I’m back from the dead like Lazarus
Trust me
Chorus
Boy your working real hard
Nobody can take away your shine
(Ooo couldn’t even if they tried)
No one out here like you
(Ah yeah)
Those homies they can’t touch you
Aint no fight
(Oooo giving it up x2)
Verse
I was in that C-Max with the privacy glass
Had to get them re-fitted cause a **** did blast
I can’t tell you about a rivalry cuz
But I can show you God’s just to a righteous path
If I don’t know you better mind how you ask
People got their hands out
In line for a buss
You’re either riding with them
Or you’re riding with us
You’re either riding for the enemy
Or riding for Love (Wah)
I am a boss, I let them handle particulars
Can’t be this good unless a ***** Meticulous
Big fur jacket, you know that we fabulous
Hot metal, they can’t handle us
Trust me
Chorus
Boy your working real hard
Nobody can take away your shine
(Mmm couldn’t even if they tried)
No one out here like you
(Ah yeah)
Those homies they can’t touch you
Aint no fight
(Oooo giving it up x2)