(Intro)
Yeah…
Top hat tilt, cane with the chrome tip
Streetlight glow, watch the whole zone flip
(Verse 1)
Steppin’ out clean in a midnight suit,
Tailor-made threads, alligator boots.
Gold on the wrist, slow roll in the ride,
City on hush when I glide outside.
Silk on the collar, game in my speech,
Lessons in hustle that the textbooks don’t teach.
Charm so cold but the smile stay warm,
Calm in the chaos, eye of the storm.
I don’t chase paper, the paper chase me,
Built from the ground, now the crown fit easy.
Whispers in the wind when I pass that block,
Keys to the kingdom in the tuck of my sock.
(Hook)
I’m a velvet game veteran, smooth operator,
Bossed up style, motivator, navigator.
From the curbside corner to the penthouse view,
It’s all about the grind and the crew stay true.
Feather in the brim, confidence crisp,
Rule number one: never let it slip.
Cool under pressure, never simp,
Whole lotta swagger when you walk like a pimp.
(Verse 2)
Cadence slick like a fresh hairline,
Conversation turn a dollar to a gold mine.
Chess, not checkers when I move that piece,
Strategic every step, never move in grease.
Mirrors in the shades, see the world in reverse,
Turn a hard knock life to a tailored verse.
Velour dreams in a concrete jungle,
Made it out strong, never once did I fumble.
Confidence loud but the voice stay low,
Real power move silent, let the aura glow.
Discipline sharp as a razor edge,
Built my name solid, built my pledge.
(Hook)
I’m a velvet game veteran, smooth operator,
Bossed up style, motivator, navigator.
From the curbside corner to the penthouse view,
It’s all about the grind and the crew stay true.
Feather in the brim, confidence crisp,
Rule number one: never let it slip.
Cool under pressure, never simp,
Whole lotta swagger when you walk like a pimp.
(Bridge)
It ain’t about flash, it’s control of the room,
Energy shift when the silhouette loom.
Respect in the step, intellect in the talk,
Every brick laid firm in the path that I walk.
(Outro)
Top hat tilt, cane with the chrome tip,
Legacy long as the night don’t quit.
From the neon lights to the sunrise glint,
Whole life tailored — stitched like a pimp.
