[INTRO] (…hmm.) (…watch close.) (…this how a king moves?) [VERSE 1] Let me tell you ‘bout a man with a throne in his grip, Gold in his veins, got the world on his lips. Could’ve sat back, let the wealth just pile, But he played long game—had to move with style. See, a king that don’t move? Just a king in a cage. A name that don’t spread? Just a line on a page. They said hold your ground, he said flip the board! They said stack that gold, he said open the door! (…wait, what?) Flood the streets, let the coin take flight, Spill too much, whole world lose sight. One step too far, one piece outta place, A king roll dice? He bettin’ the state. [HOOK] What’s the gamble like?! (Huh!) Risk the weight or risk the fight?! (Oh!) Gold is heavy, thrones are light! Play your hand, what’s the gamble like?! [VERSE 2] He move like the desert—slow, then it shift. Silent ‘til the storm hit, then it don’t quit. They watching Mali, they whisper his name, They prayin’ he slip, they study his game. You think a sultan gon’ smile at the sight of his gold? Nah, he plottin’—tryna buy what can’t be sold. Power ain’t paper, it’s steps on the ground, Drop too much, whole empire drowns. (…yo, you see this?) He knew it, still went—whole city in tow. Call it wisdom, call it reckless—either way, he go. Took a leap off the throne, let the stories decide, A king who never moves? Already died. [HOOK – BIGGER, LOUDER] What’s the gamble like?! (Huh!) Risk the weight or risk the fight?! (Oh!) Gold is heavy, thrones are light! Play your hand, what’s the gamble like?! [BRIDGE] (…they whisperin’.) (…watch him fall.) (…watch him lose it all.) (…watch the sands bury his name.) [OUTRO] But a king who never moves? Already slain. (…gone.) (…watch close.
