Top Floor

Can you feel it?
Feel it?
Oh
First class help you in the game like a free throw
Fill my bank up with cash, my glass with Clicquot
You ain't gotta tell your friends what we talk about or the places we go
You're mine for the night, your man try and repo
Work nights, never sleep so you think she got no job
Go to school durin' the week, on the weekend, we go hard
Live so large, let you go tear down the mall like it's your card
It's no problem, go 'head, sing it, girl, this is your song, oh
Started out out slow
'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more, girl
Now we on the top floor
Holdin' on tight, you ain't lettin' go
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feel it?
Oh
Nothing you can tell us, they get jealous when we show up
Make you feel like a little girl again but fuck you like a grown up
High as you can be, it's like the dream you never woke from
My life's like a movie, get ready for your close-up
Pour a bottle and toast up
Your man in your phone, tryin' to see what your plans is
So what? You still turn up my songs soon as they playin' it
Know what the sound is, money talks and you ain't sayin' shit
I'mma call you soon as I land
Probably roll some weed, ride up on the beach while you tan
Party every week and you hardly would speak
But now you got my phone takin' pictures
Laughin', smokin', chillin', yeah
Started out out slow
'Cause no matter how much she gets, she wants more, girl
Now we on the top floor
Holdin' on tight, you ain't lettin' go
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Feel it?
We don't hear nobody talk
Probably 'cause we're in the sky, sky, sky, sky
When we really take off
And I tell her, hold on 'cause she say she never been this high
We don't hear nobody talk
Probably 'cause we're in the sky, sky, sky, sky
When we really take off
And I tell her, hold on 'cause she say she never been this high