Yeah
I came to leave with the lights on me

Last drink sweating on a scarred-up bar,
boots still dusty, but I came this far
Whole room knew when I hit that door,
some men walk in — I become the floor

Black tee clean with a red dirt trace,
half-lit grin and a can’t-fake face
I don’t need loud when the jaw stay set,
I can make a whole night lean off less

Girl looked over like, “there he is,”
friend said, “don’t,” but she crossed that risk
Kick came in and the wood board shook,
I turned one line into a room gone took

No luck here, no borrowed shine,
I built this heat one road at a time
If I talk like I know what I’m worth
that’s ‘cause I dragged it up out the dirt

I don’t chase the crown
I wear what the night hands out

Last call crown on the king of the room
Bassline hit and the whole place moved
No fake gold, just a real cut sound
When the lights get low, I get louder now

Last call crown, let the whole bar see
Ain’t nobody here doing it like me
Turn that dust to a victory shout
I don’t chase the crown — it comes down

South side mouth and a long fuse grin,
I can crack one joke and the whole thing spins
Your hand touched down and the booth got tight,
I kept that cool like a blade in light

Slide guitar bit through the low-end roll,
same old swagger, but it landed grown
I ain’t flexing rich, I’m flexing earned,
every hard-held lesson got a place in the burn

Backroad miles in the shoulders still,
good at the thrill, but I’m better with will
I can turn a miss into myth by dawn,
leave a mark so deep it keeps talking on

Long stare, chin high
let it ride
I came in hot, but I’m leaving clean,
with the whole damn room still quoting me

I don’t chase the crown
I wear what the night hands out

[Hook]
Last call crown on the king of the room
Bassline hit and the whole place moved
No fake gold, just a real cut sound
When the lights get low, I get louder now

Last call crown, let the whole bar see
Ain’t nobody here doing it like me
Turn that dust to a victory shout
I don’t chase the crown — it comes down

No mercy
no maybe
no almost tonight
One boot
one grin
one hell of a sight

Say my name
watch that room light up
I don’t need the throne
I make one from the rush

Last call crown on the king of the room
Bassline hit and the whole place moved
No fake gold, just a real cut sound
When the lights get low, I get louder now

Last call crown, let the whole bar see
Ain’t nobody here doing it like me
Album done, but the heat stays loud
I don’t chase the crown — it comes down

I came to leave with the lights on me
yeah
last call crown