Queen Without a Throne

They try to play me like I'm soft, like I ain't built for this.

Say my paper ain't no good, tell my stack's a counterfeit. Overnight,

they flipped the script, made my hustle obsolete. Now I'm standing

in these lines while they play me on repeat. Had my money in my hand,

now they tell me this is trash. System got me by the throat,

turn my empire into ash. Used to run these streets in Prada,

now I'm begging for some change. They control the whole damn board, got me trapped

inside their game. Can't touch my crown, but they took my throne.