[Intro]
On King Street I walk, the banners glow,
Tellin' my name in chrome and gold.
[Verse 1]
I’m not loud, just well-dressed in the daylight shine,
Bills tucked in pockets, pride in every line.
People pause as I pass the bakery and bar,
Whispers say I’m the reason the street has stars.
[Pre-Chorus]
Subtle glances, credit card confessions,
I measure the room by the numbers in my pockets.
[Chorus]
I’m defined by the balance, the figures in stone,
King Street knows me by the gleam I’ve shown.
Little jokes land softer when I’m dressed for the win,
Wealth writes my name on the breeze, again and again.
[Verse 2]
I recall a handshake that warmed into a loan,
A smile that grew when I waved and owned my throne.
Friends finesse conversations, tumbling to rhyme,
With every purchase, I’m proof of a signed time.
[Pre-Chorus]
A glance, a nudge, a tasteful discount forgives,
Identity shifts in the way the waiter receives.
[Chorus]
I’m defined by the balance, the figures in stone,
King Street knows me by the gleam I’ve shown.
Little jokes land softer when I’m dressed for the win,
Wealth writes my name on the breeze, again and again.
[Bridge]
If I blink, do I lose what I’ve become?
The street hums my name like a softly rung sum.
[Chorus]
I’m defined by the balance, the figures in stone,
King Street knows me by the gleam I’ve shown.
Little jokes land softer when I’m dressed for the win,
Wealth writes my name on the breeze, again and again.
[Outro]
So I walk on, the skyline in my pockets,
King Street and I, we’re timeless, pocket-to-pocket.
