Luck - Top Floor Lyrics

Top floor room 84
Making plays with my dawg
Pass the ball it's a give and go
Talk about them L's Boston George different blow
Learned that it's who it's not always what you know
Long drive down 75 this for a quick flip
I ain't trying to party lil' nigga I'm trying to get rich
Know I came feeling better made I'm here to get chips
I was playing safety f*ck around and caught a pick six
I need it bad I need it now shit I need it all
Came up short plenty of times the money standing tall
Got me thinking where's Waldo shit I miss my dawg
When we need to get it done you know I'm the one they call
I pick her up Friday night I'm smelling like YSL
Double back Saturday this time and I'mma play Chanel
Skydweller There's Only Us you know the shoes pastel
You ain't dealing with no average nigga know your personel
I can't even enjoy vacation I'm addicted to the grind
How I'm supposed to sit and chill but shit it's money on my mind
She see the love in my eyes but I'm seeing dollar signs
I know you want me there with you but I'm just trying to find the time
Never leave food on the table you could catch me with that spoon out
Them wolves teeth showing every time you see the moon out
The Hail Mary covered now I'm thinking of a new route
One yard two yard three this how we move now
These niggas giving bad game don't be ill advised
Wine and dine five star I know she feel the vibes
Every time I'm hustling that's just when I feel alive
I'm seeing through the bullshit naw I can't get hypnotized
I could never ever trip cream rise to the top
I was tripping on my laces learned to tie me a knot
Wasn't comfortable on that court had to find me a spot
Was getting jammed up on that line now I found me a route
Watch it flow like water I keep shit moving
I had to go a little harder you see it's something I'm proving
Watch it come full circle it ain't nothing I'm losing
Ain't trying to move too fast see me I'm chilling I'm cruising
Windy city calamari keep the glass filled
It's all love for your baby keep it mad real
I know they hating wonder how I'm in my bag still
I'm moving like I can't remember my last meal
Fly up on the window I done found me a buzz
I'm an addict gotta have it know that money my drug
Man of the people hanging with the bosses and thugs
And they holding on to me cause they know it's all love
Old hunnids new hunnids shit it's all the same
I ain't tripping on no losses charge it to the game
Ain't no competition nigga this a different lane
You know less is more shit I'd rather keep it plain
Going deep inside my pocket like Mahomes bring a quarterback
Going after all these M's ain't getting nothing short of that
I can't go out sad momma told me I was more than that
Supplying what you need place it tell me where your order at
Steady thinking out the box I must be Houdini
I'm out the way money only time you really see me
I know they hate me deep down they really wanna be me
It's like a puzzle I don't struggle looking at these pieces
Speak a different language real niggas they gon' understand
Played the cards was dealt and I still ain't show my upper hand
I see the play coming I just serve it with my underhand
I get them off the lingo but it's crazy I'm a numbers man
I got the golden ticket got me feeling like Charlie
I got a stash on me know that shit killing Harvey
You can catch me on the top row something like Hardy
And when they try to ride yo' wave know this shit get gnarly
You can look at my demeanor all you feel is upper echelon
It's a few niggas out here balling off that Deladon
I get a little different it's just like I wave a magic wand
I think about it first then put that pen up to that dotted line