Gotta love these queens

Verse 1

Skyline silhouettes, briefcase and blackout nights,

I’m counting ledger blessings under marquee lights.

They move like calendars, seasons that never freeze,

Appointments with destiny, lessons taught with ease.

Champagne reflections, boardroom to backstreets,

They balance my ledgers, steady my heartbeat.

No circus, no sideshow — just crowns and routines,

I tip my hat low, yeah, gotta love these queens.

Pre-Chorus

Paper chase, power plays, still they set the scene,

Hold the key to the castle when the pressure’s mean.

Chorus

Gotta love these queens, keep the throne pristine,

Holding keys to my heart and the in-between.

Gotta love these queens, from the block to the screen,

Built me up, kept me straight — gotta love these queens.

Verse 2

They teach me patience, teach me how to move chess,

Quiet in the chaos, speak success in a dress.

Contracts and cradle songs, multitask the dream,

Raise kings and empires while they crown the team.

No cheap applause, these lessons cost a pound,

They whisper revolution, don’t need no sound.

When the lights dim low and the scene turns mean,

Still I’ll stand and pledge — gotta love these queens.

Pre-Chorus

Late-night counsel, wisdom in the lean,

When the city’s ruthless, they keep my slate clean.

Chorus

Gotta love these queens, keep the throne pristine,

Holding keys to my heart and the in-between.

Gotta love these queens, from the block to the screen,

Built me up, kept me straight — gotta love these queens.

Bridge

Legacy’s a ledger written in their script,

Names stitched in the fabric of every deal I flipped.

Respect is the currency, loyalty the means,

I pay it forward daily — salute to the queens.

Breakdown (spoken)

This ain’t vanity, this is reverence — the architects of my calm,

From mother to partner to the woman on the promenade,

They shape the hustle, hold the map, keep the balm.

Final Chorus (big)

Gotta love these queens, keep the throne pristine,

From sunrise grind to the late-night scene.

Gotta love these queens — no cliché, no screen,

Built the man you see — yeah, gotta love these queens.

Outro

Caskets and confetti, whatever life convenes,

I’ll sign my name beneath their names — forever for the queens.

Porque music

See you when I see you

Otro