HOOK
It’s Uncle Sinclair — I Don’t Shake Hands, I Just Claim My Throne…
I Walk In Calm — But My Quiet Got Everybody Checking Their Tone…
No Fake Smiles — My Aura Loud Even When I Stand Alone…
Spok’Man by my Side — That Means You Better Watch Your Zone…
If There’s Value In Sight — We Take It Before It’s Even Known…
It’s Uncle Sinclair — And I’m Here To Make The Whole City Moan
VERSE 1
I Roll With Thieves
When I Pull Up With Spok’Man Just Know I’m There To Steal The Show…
I Move Like A Warning
Beforе I Speak, Your Confidence Alrеady Low…
We Stand Like Statues
’Til One Small Blink Turn Peace Into “Time To Go”…
I Don’t Do Talking
I Let My Silence Load Up The Blow…
I Walk With Prestige
Like I Signed A Deal With Danger On The Low…
My Name Bring Cold
Even Fire Look At Me Like “Bro, I Can’t Go”…
I Step In Rooms
The Lights Dim First Like They Trying To Give Me A Promo…
Spok’Man Just Laugh —
’Cause He Know The Outcome Already In The Shadow..
HOOK
It’s Uncle Sinclair — I Don’t Shake Hands, I Just Claim My Throne…
I Walk In Calm — But My Quiet Got Everybody Checking Their Tone…
No Fake Smiles — My Aura Loud Even When I Stand Alone…
Spok’Man by my Side — That Means You Better Watch Your Zone…
If There’s Value In Sight — We Take It Before It’s Even Known…
It’s Uncle Sinclair — And I’m Here To Make The Whole City Moan…
VERSE 2
I Don’t Chase Clout —
I Chase Vaults, That’s Cash And Gold In Bulk…
My Past Is A Threat —
Every Mistake I Made Came Back As A Result…
I Don’t Need A Crowd —
I Perform For Pockets, That Money Is The Adult…
They Try Compare —
But Whole Careers Collapse Off A Single Insult…
I Know These Streets —
They Speak, And I’m Fluent In Every Code…
I Don’t Hide Fear —
I Remove Fear From Anyone Acting Bold…
I Walk Like A Myth —
Kids Told Not To Copy My Mode…
Spok’Man Load Up —
If You Shine Too Hard Then Your Time Just Got Sold…
HOOK
It’s Uncle Sinclair — Respect The Tone When I Step In The Zone…
Keep Your Mouth Low — ’Cause Silence Is Something I Hone…
Bright Lights Fade — ’Cause Greatness Don’t Need To Be Shown…
Spok’Man On Standby — He Don’t Talk, He Just Loan…
One Look, One Move — Everything You Love Gone…
It’s Uncle Sinclair — And The Throne Already Stamped In Stone…