lyrics
Top floor thinking, came up from the basement
Dreams so loud that we woke the whole pavement
I don’t do talking, I just make arrangements
Every small loss was a down payment
Top floor thinking, vision panoramic
Pressure on my back, but I turned it into magic
They said slow down, I was busy going faster
Whole life flip, new chapter, new chapter, whoa
Verse 1
I was praying for a window
Got a whole top floor now
Used to count change in the back of the bus
Now they count on me when it's tricky as stuff
Mama said "talk less, let the work speak up"
So I turned late nights into level up
I was down bad, same hoodie, same shoes
Only thing I ever swapped was excuses for moves
Friends turned to ghosts, I ain’t chase, I ain’t prove
Now they watching every step, trying to study my groove
Chorus
Top floor thinking, came up from the basement
Dreams so loud that we woke the whole pavement
I don’t do talking, I just make arrangements
Every small loss was a down payment
Top floor thinking, vision panoramic
Pressure on my back, but I turned it into magic
They said slow down, I was busy going faster
Whole life flip, new chapter, new chapter, whoa
Verse 2
I’m on a cheat meal, two days, one play
Now the chef knows my name, asks me how it should taste
But the hunger never left, it just changed its face
Now I’m starving for the time that I said I would waste
Clock in my head, every tick’s motivation
Turned every night yet to a new foundation
Did it brick by brick, no sudden vacation
The bridge that I got came from dedication, yeah
People say chill, I don't chill, I climb
If it isn’t my best, then it simply not mine
I was built from the doubt, every "can’t" was a sign
Now I autograph checks, used to practice the lines
Chorus
Top floor thinking, came up from the basement
Dreams so loud that we woke the whole pavement
I don’t do talking, I just make arrangements
Every small loss was a down payment
Top floor thinking, vision panoramic
Pressure on my back, but I turned it into magic
They said slow down, I was busy going faster
Whole life flip, new chapter, new chapter
Outro
Tell mama I'm on the way, not a maybe
Clock stay running, but the doubt can't chase me
If they don't clap, that's cool, still wavy
I've been my own crowd since the days I went crazy
Over little wins, pocket change, tiny things
Now the stakes high, same heart, bigger ring
When they ask how I did it, I just tell 'em this thing
I believe in the work more than I fear the swing
Let’s go!
Top floor thinking...
Came up from the basement...
New chapter, new chapter...
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