“Marble Floors & Heavy Thoughts”

Marble floors, heavy thoughts when I walk
(HEAVY)
Silk robes, but my trauma still talk
(STILL FEEL IT)
Gold chains, but my past still cost
(PRICE WENT UP)
Tryna buy peace in a world full of loss
(MONEY CAN’T HEAL)

Toast with the sinners, pray with the bosses
(BOSS TALK)
Built an empire from funeral losses
(OUT THE MUD)
Diamonds dancin’ but the pain move cautious
(STAY FOCUSED)
Success loud, but my soul move modest
(BALANCE, UGH)


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Used to bag dope while the pastor prayed over me
(IN THE TRENCHES)
Now the Benz like a jet when it float on the street
(GLIDE, SILENT FLEX)
Grew from the dirt like a rose through concrete
(BEAUTIFUL STRUGGLE)
They ain’t show love ‘til my name had receipts
(FACTS)

Fendi drapes, ocean views from the villa
(TOP FLOOR)
Turned stress into steak, now I eat with gorillas
(BIG PLATES)
My lawyer got a watch that can silence a case
(TIME IS MONEY)
And my chef know the days when I starved for a taste
(REAL HUNGER)

Million-dollar talk, I don't speak on cheap energy
(NO DISTRACTIONS)
They sip envy, I sip wine from Sicily
(LEVELS)
Guilt in my gut when I spend out of boredom
(STILL HUMAN)
But who else gon’ change the whole family’s organ?
(LEGACY, HUH)


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I was broke in Dior, that’s manifestation
(DREAM BIG)
Now I sign deals over gold crusted bacon
(RICH BREAKFAST)
Private flights feel normal, it’s crazy
(FIRST CLASS VIEWS)
Used to ride dirty, now I glide like the Navy
(FLOATIN’)

Still remember late nights in the Civic
(DARK ROADS)
Where dreams felt distant, and hunger was vivid
(EVERY NIGHT)
Now the view panoramic, my ceiling too rare
(LOOK AROUND)
But the silence in the mansion still echo despair
(REAL ISOLATION)

My circle look small, but my reach too global
(INTERNATIONAL)
These plaques on the wall, they came from the noble
(MAYBACH MINDSET)
Told my momma, “I’m good”—but she know how I cope
(PRAYERS UP)
So she light one for peace while I carry the smoke
(CARRY THAT, UGH)


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You ever make a million and still feel broke?
(EVERY DOLLAR GOT A MEMORY)
Ever hold your child but can’t let go the dope?
(BALANCE THE DEMONS)
Ever buy the world and still lack hope?
(CAN’T BUY PEACE)
That’s the cost of this throne—I don’t brag, I just cope
(KING SH*T, BOSS)

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