Paper Crowns

Intro

Yeah, ayy, check it, check it

Skrrt, skrrt, ha, yuh

(look)

Verse

You parade on my timeline like you earned the parade, uh

Bought a crowd with rented smiles, counterfeit charade, ayy

You got a verse, I got the verdict — case closed, no bail

You write names in dust, I write names in steel and mail

Flashing cheap trophies like they paid for the night

But your highlight's a screenshot, mine's a full-flight life

You copy my angles, then curse the mirror (ha)

Say you're built for the throne but you fake the timber

You got a thousand followers and zero backbone

Talking big on borrowed beats, cheap microphone

I fold your blueprint, tear the edges, make it vanish

You sound like two phones on the same canned vanish

Your flex is a lottery ticket — no numbers drawn

My moves are blueprints, signed and notarized on dawn

You hustle in captions, I hustle at noon and two (yeah)

You chase clout like a ghost, I'm chasin' revenue (skrrt)

You whisper rumors, I write facts in bold print

You took a shortcut, I took the map and the sprint

You wear fame like a jacket that don't fit right (nah)

I wear mine like armor — step back from the light (ha)

You sell lies in verses, price tags on empty brag

I sell out shows, you sell out tags in a bag (yuh)

You ghostwrite your life but can't sign your name

I'm autographing stages, setting fire to the game

You got a lunchbox of jokes, I'm cooking Michelin

You play in hobby leagues, I redefine the mission

No sympathy for clones, only mirrors and dust

You built on shaky soil and I built on trust (ayy)

Pre-chorus

You point fingers, I'm pointing receipts (point, point)

You chase illusions, I'm collecting beats (collect, collect)

Say my name like a rumor, like it's a threat

I say my name like a balance sheet, check the debt (check it)

Chorus

Paper crowns, paper kings — watch them fall, watch them fold

Paper crowns, paper kings — watch them fall, watch them fold

Paper crowns, paper kings — watch them fall, watch them fold

Paper crowns, paper kings — watch them fall, watch them fold (ha, ayy)

Verse

You live in highlight reels, I live in the midnight shifts

You sell shortcuts, I stitch seams into tight fits

Every line you spit got a buy-in, got a fee (yuh)

I spit free tickets to the truth — front row, VIP (skrrt)

You clap back with canned shots, rehearse the same drag

I improvise thunder, you borrow the lightning's tag

They say you're original, nah — you're a tribute band

I'm the full orchestra with the baton in hand (ha)

You tweet storms for attention, I move storms for change

You count likes in the dark, I count lanes in the game

You got a cameo hustle, I'm the headline play

You quit when it rains, I build roofs outta clay

You scream "boss" in your bio, but act like a clerk

I'm ten steps ahead while you're reading the work

You flaunt a fake clique, I'm the reason they flock

You're a speed bump on my route, I'm t