[Verse 1]
Started from the mud, now the crown sits tight,
You was in the front row, laughin’ at my plight.
Used to call me names while my grind stayed silent,
Built a castle from the rubble of your violence.
[Chorus]
Tables turned, now the ball’s in my court,
Flipped the script, made success my sport.
Took your hate, turned it to my fuel,
Now I’m the king, and you the jester, fool.
[Verse 2]
You were flexin’ at the locker, puffin’ up your chest,
Bet you didn’t think I’d pass life’s test.
Now I’m lappin’ you in this paper chase,
Your laugh faded quick when I stepped in the race.
[Chorus]
Tables turned, now the ball’s in my court,
Flipped the script, made success my sport.
Took your hate, turned it to my fuel,
Now I’m the king, and you the jester, fool.
[Bridge]
Counting my commas while you counting my mentions,
Guess I built mansions out of your detention.
Middle finger up, not shaking your hand,
You made a small boy, but I grew into a man.
[Verse 3]
Remember when you tripped me, made the whole class howl,
But karma pulled up, it’s takin’ its bow.
You still stuck in the past, same vibe, same lane,
Meanwhile, I turned your mockery into champagne.