[Intro]
Yeah—listen up, yeah
Zesco, this one's for you
Paper Crown
[Verse 1]
You rent a crown, I buy the throne, watch the change of guard (watch it)
Talk loud in the DMs, then delete — your story's scarred
Promised collabs, then ghosted, left my queue on read (on read)
Flexed a rented wrist so hard, couldn't show the thread
You post midnight boasts, but your receipts come up hollow
Empty VIP at your last show, same faces, no follow
You spray names like confetti, but the confetti don't stick
Smoke and mirrors, cheap glitter — the hype's a trick
[Pre-Chorus]
Clock ticks, mask slips, exposure in slow motion
Every claim you make dissolves like cheap lotion
You sell storms in teacups, thunder with no rain
I'm the thunder after you, I expose the pain
[Chorus]
Paper crown, paper crown (say it loud)
Paper crown, fallin' down
Paper crown, paper crown (bring the sound)
Paper crown, watch you drown
[Verse 2]
You write big cheques with a pencil in the sand (in the sand)
Talk legacy, but your foundation's quick-sand
You got a highlight reel but not a full tape
All flash, no finish — watch your narrative escape
Call yourself a leader but you borrow other people's lines
Stealin' verses, stealin' clout — counterfeit in fines
Your thunder's canned, your lightning's pre-sold
I'm the live storm, you just thunder from a mold
[Hook / Short Bridge]
(Chant) Paper crown — we chant it, we chant it
(Ad-libs) Uh, yeah, watch it, watch it
[Bridge — Half-time / Triplet Feel]
Remember when you rallied the crew and they split? (split, split, split)
Remember when your promises cracked at the bit? (bit, bit, bit)
You play king for the 'Gram with a borrowed script
I rewrite endings — final blackout, mic dip
[Verse 3 — Knockout Verse]
You bragged about receipts but shoved 'em in the drawer
Tried to build an army but the shutters locked the door
I hit with multi-syllable missiles, internal rhyme artillery
You got headlines with no story — I'm the written history
Say you raised the bar, I raised the roof — the room knows truth
You cling to ghost likes and the echo of old youth
Paper crown, thin gold, folds at a strong breeze
I'm the last verse you hear when the crowd stops your pleas
[Chorus — Double]
Paper crown, paper crown (say it loud)
Paper crown, fallin' down
Paper crown, paper crown (bring the sound)
Paper crown, watch you drown
Paper crown, paper crown (echo)
Paper crown, on the ground (listen)
[Outro — Final Knockout Bar]
You rented royalty, I own legacy — your paper crown's confetti now.
(Ad-lib) Yeah, that's that — lights out, Zesco.
