[Intro]
I step in — marble steps, midnight glow (ah!)
Boardroom lights snap like thunder, watch it! (watch it!)
Black card, cold clutch, pockets like vaults — I own the code
Rich black Queen — crown heavy, heart colder
(Ah! Smack! Queen!)
[Verse 1]
I move through the skyline, city bows to my footfalls
Glass towers tilt when I speak, earbuds catch my footnotes
Vault doors crack when I laugh, gold dust in the air
I sign with an iron pen — deals bloodless, precise, square
Marble foyer echo, heels cut the plan in half
Ledger lines curve like prayer beads on a warpath
Enemies fold like cheap linen — snap, taut, gone
I harvest interest on regret, compound it at dawn
Black card whisper, swipe — empire increments
My name on the skyline, etched in cement
I’m not soft — I’m strategy with velvet gloves
Ruthless ritual: I count my conquests, catalog my loves
[Pre-Chorus]
Hear the vault — heartbeat of the boardroom
Gold coins fall like rain when I walk through (ah!)
[Chorus]
Money. Crown. I take the throne. (watch it!)
Queen of gold — I own the zone. (ah!)
Cold reign, no mercy shown.
Money. Crown. I take the throne. (smack!)
[Verse 2]
I cultivate silence like a rare rose — thorned diplomacy
Boardroom lights trace my silhouette — perfect heresy
I wear names like coins, flip them when I need a tide
Marble steps memorize the rhythm of my stride
Private jet prayers, midnight contracts sealed with a nod
I feed ambition with black ink — corporate god
Calculated cruelty: a ledger that never lies
I cut budgets, cut ties, sharpen alibis
Champagne glass measures time — one sip, one plan
I rearrange maps with a queen’s cold hand
Security in bracelets, power in the pocket-size ledger
Enemies on displays — I tally, then I measure
[Bridge]
Power cost a closet full of apologies — I burned the rack
Gave up lullabies for balance sheets, there’s no turning back
I sleep on a fortress stitched with deadlines and stone
What I own was bought with silence, I collect on my throne
(ah... watch it)
[Chorus — Variation]
Money. Crown. I take the throne. (watch it!)
Queen of gold — I own the zone. (ah!)
City folds its knees, skyline in my tone.
Money. Crown. I take the throne. (smack! ah!)
[Break / Ad-libs]
(Ah!) Watch it — vault, snap, lock it! (watch it! watch it!)
(Smack!) Bow — city bow, boardroom bow, crown loud! (queen!)
[Verse 3 — Final Strike]
I’m the dark lacquer on the city’s finest frame
A ledger of legends, you just learn my name
Rituals in leather, routines in gold thread
I plant flags on futures and harvest what’s said
No mercy for crumbs — I dine on dominion
I write laws in ink, you just read the opinion
Calculated, cold, couture and cruel
I bend empires like steel — style is my duel
[Final Chorus]
Money. Crown. I take the throne. (ah! watch it!)
Queen of gold — I own the zone. (smack! queen!)
Vault doors open, city whispers my tone.
Money. Crown. I take the throne. (I take the throne.)
[Outro]
I exit — marble echoes, lights dim and stay (ah)
Legacy stamped in a
