Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Mmm… High floors, heavy nights Gold glow, cold truths (pause) I didn’t get lucky. I stayed. [Verse 1] I calibrate weight, scale talk when numbers translate Silk on my skin but the scars still vibrate Private plates, tinted gates, quiet roads I navigate High floors teach lessons they never annotate I learned to move alone, marble halls feel like stone Phone stay silent, still my name get flown Keys in my pocket mean more than a home Some doors only open when you stand unknown Wrist on freeze but the pressure still spike Learned balance where the danger felt right Every move chess, never rollin’ the dice You don’t see the scars when the cuts look nice Penthouse air but the room feel bare Gold frame mirrors still stare Luxury loud but the truth stay rare I carry weight even dressed this clear ⸻ [Hook – Triple Switch] Luxury draped, I’m alone in it High-rise nights, still zoning Fast cars run but the road don’t end Got wealth on paper, no moment Drugs. Money. Cars. Weight. Lights flash—don’t blink Trust thin—don’t speak Came up off timing, not luck or fate Win look loud but the soul feel faint ⸻ [Verse 2] I decorate pain, champagne numb the taste Toast to wins but I don’t celebrate Every route mapped out, none of it straight Learned patience early, had to wait I separate crowds, elevation alone Same hands clap quick then turn to stone I been rich in silence, poor on the phone Some losses don’t show when the balance shown Ice on my wrist but the past still bite Cold talk louder than the limelight Survival sharpened my appetite Now I eat good but don’t sleep right Designer drape but the soul still there You can tailor the image, trauma don’t tear High-rise views don’t change the air Same gravity follow me everywhere ⸻ [Hook – Repeat w/ Alt End] Luxury draped, I’m alone in it High-rise nights, still zoning Fast cars run but the road don’t end Got wealth on paper, no moment Drugs. Money. Cars. Weight. Lights flash—don’t blink Trust thin—don’t speak Smile stay sharp, don’t let ’em see How heavy the crown feel next to me ⸻ [Bridge] I don’t flex growth, I archive it Some levels unlocked by silence Success loud, survival quiet Two different languages, I’m fluent in both ⸻ [Outro] I’m in my bag— Not the one you post. Luxury loud, Survival whispers the most.
Tags
138 BPM, Dark luxury trap, cinematic hip-hop, melodic intro with hard mid-chorus flow switch, street coded
Duration
2:49
Instrumental
No
Created
1/30/2026