Underweight

Mmm…

High floors, heavy nights

Gold glow, cold truths

(pause)

I didn’t get lucky. I stayed.

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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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I’m in my bag—

Not the one you post.

Luxury loud,

Survival whispers the most.