Queen of the Streets

Crown tilted, I'm stormin' the granite scene,

Gold hoops swingin', orchestratin' dreams,

Words so sharp, they cut through the seams,

A rebel in Chanel, stuntin' on these regimes.

Queen of the streets, let the cipher ignite,

Battle scars glowin' in the neon night,

Bars hit like a stampede fight,

Earning my throne, yeah, I own this fight.

Swag dripped heavy, 'bout to drown the parade,

Classic femme touch with a razor blade,

Blazing through shadows, never felt delayed,

A Mona Lisa glitch, I'm forever made.

No diamond's fake, step to me with respect,

Years in this game, too raw, too direct,

Verses spit fire, never intercept,

I’m the femme architect, empire erect.

Queen of the streets, let the cipher ignite,

Battle scars glowin' in the neon night,

Bars hit like a stampede fight,

Earning my throne, yeah, I own this fight.

Haters chatter, static under my heel,

Another level, this confidence real,

Paint the canvas where these lyrics spill,

A Picasso of words, truth I always reveal.