

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah All that old shit dead (You hear me?) Kiss the ring? Bitch, please [Verse 1] Used to move silent in the back room Gold plates, black suits, full tattoos Kneel, kiss rings, keep that pact glued Blood on the hands, hush when the boss moves They taught me fear like a family recipe Serve it on a plate with a side of jealousy "Girl, sit pretty, guard the legacy" I burned the cookbook, that ain’t destiny [Chorus] I broke the code and I broke that crown Walked off the throne, left it face down I’m a bad bitch, built my own empire now No fake love, that old order tapped out Strength ain’t born from a bloody vow It comes from being real as I am right now Let the old world fall, let the glass rain down I wear my scars like a shattered crown [Verse 2] [Rapped] Fuck your oath, fuck your old man rules Made men shook when a made woman moves Y’all prayed loyalty, preached that doom But you’d sell your soul for a corner office view You hid your lies in Italian suits I hid my heart in designer boots But heels got heavy with the weight of truth So I kicked that door, turned Friday loose No more dinners with the white tablecloth threats No more “princess, keep your pretty mouth in check” My name on the deed, my face on the check If you coming for the queen, better come correct (bitch) [Chorus] I broke the code and I broke that crown Walked off the throne, left it face down I’m a bad bitch, built my own empire now No fake love, that old order tapped out Strength ain’t born from a bloody vow It comes from being real as I am right now Let the old world fall, let the glass rain down I wear my scars like a shattered crown [Bridge] You want a daughter or a soldier? You want a body or a soul here? I’m done playing saint for your sins If real means alone, then I’ll win Toast to the end of the old regime Raise that glass to a brutal dream I’m the curse and I’m the cure, redeemed I’m the boss of the brand-new scene (yeah) [Chorus] I broke the code and I broke that crown Walked off the throne, left it face down I’m a bad bitch, built my own empire now No fake love, that old order tapped out Strength ain’t born from a bloody vow It comes from being real as I am right now Let the old world fall, let the glass rain down I wear my scars like a shattered crown (shattered crown) I wear my name like a shattered crown (bad bitch now)
Tags
rap, Moody R&B trap blend, female vocals and swaggered rap verses. Sparse keys and subby bass in the intro; verses ride a tight, head-nod pocket with crisp drums and muted pads. Chorus widens with stacked harmonies, airy reverb, and a distorted vocal double on key phrases. Bridge strips to vocal, bass, and snaps before a final, climactic hook with ad-libs and ad-lip runs cutting through the mix., r&b
2:58
No
4/6/2026