Undercover King

[Verse 1]
Old hoodie, same sneakers
Catch the bus, sit in back, stay low
You laugh with your loud crowd
I keep my headphones, my halo
Lunch line, you cut through
Cheer jacket, sharp eyeliner glow
You ask, “You new here?”
I shrug, “Been here all year though”
[Pre-Chorus]
You talk like every hallway’s yours
I nod like I don’t own much more
If you saw the gate behind my door
Would you still slam mine?
[Chorus]
I’m an undercover king, baby, crown in the closet
Got a world in my name, but I’ll never say it first
You’re the queen of the halls, every glance is a gossip
But I’m scared if you know, you’ll just love what I’m worth
So I hide the cars, hide the glass on the hill
Hide the coast house, signed in my will
You see my face, I hope you never see the bling
I want you for me
Not an undercover king
[Verse 2]
Fire drill, we’re freezing
You steal my flannel, say, “Thanks”
You joke ’bout your wishlist
I’m thinking, that’s pocket change in my bank
You ask, “What’s your weekend?”
I lie, “Just working late nights”
Leave out the private runway
The chef, the chandelier lights
[Pre-Chorus]
You say you hate stuck-up rich boys
How they treat hearts like a broken toy
I’ve got gold built under this noise
But I keep it quiet
[Chorus]
I’m an undercover king, baby, crown in the closet
Got a world in my name, but I’ll never say it first
You’re the queen of the halls, every glance is a gossip
But I’m scared if you know, you’ll just love what I’m worth
So I hide the pools, hide the glass elevator
Hide my last name from your friends’ translators
You see my eyes, I hope you never see the ring
I want you for me
Not an undercover king
[Bridge]
Then you show up at the gala, hair up, dress shaking my bones (oh)
Your mom on my father’s arm like they studied the throne
You freeze at the portraits
See my face on the wall
Whisper, “That’s you?
The kid from the back of the hall?”
[Bridge]
Crowd noise turns thin, like the room just shrank
You look at me, not the gold, not the rank
Say, “You still the boy who lent his coat?
’Cause that’s the one I want to know”
[Chorus]
I’m an undercover king, baby, crown in the closet
But you’re holding my hand like you always knew the truth
You were queen of the halls, now you’re stepping out of gossip
Saying, “Rich or broke, I was already choosing you”
So drop the gates, let the cameras flash
You kiss me soft while the questions crash
You see my heart, not the shine, not the sting
You wanted just me
Underneath the king
[Outro]
Old hoodie in your bedroom
My surname on your lock screen
Two kids in a borrowed car
Riding past my limousine (hey)
You lean in, say, “Promise me one thing”
“Never lose the boy
Under the king”

Warm R&B-pop with a touch of trap swing, male vocals. Soft keys and muted guitar in the verses; fat bass and crisp claps push the chorus forward. Hook lifts with stacked harmonies and a bright synth counter-melody. Second half adds subtle choir pads and a half-time bridge for a cinematic, slow-bloom flex., rich