Текст песни Top Floor - T. Chandy

I been living off a dollar and a dream
Working schemes up in my head to try and reach up to the top floor
I can′t seem to focus on a single thing
I'm too dazed in my delusion, is some peace too much to ask for
Yeah this microphone my weapon, let it sing
I refuse to give into the pressure, promise Ima stand tall
I been living off a dollar and a dream
I′m gon' crown myself the king when I go reach up to the top floor

The question is are you worthy
Think I am, but I ain't perfect
In my own lane swerving
I handle my business like Irving
An all star, yeah I′m all set
Pay no mind ta they comments
Doing me, that′s my concept
Why I bet my chips, yeah I'm all in
All dressed with the sauce.
Everything got a cost
Everything got a gain
But everything got a loss, gotta picture ′fore you frame it
Else you'll be doing the same thing
Something that you cannot maintain
I planted this seed in my mind
Long before realizing now I just can′t change

I been living off a dollar and a dream
Working schemes up in my head to try and reach up to the top floor
I can't seem to focus on a single thing
I′m too dazed in my delusion, is some peace too much to ask for
Yeah this microphone my weapon, let it sing
I refuse to give into the pressure, promise Ima stand tall
I been living off a dollar and a dream
I'm gon' crown myself the king when I go reach up to the top floor

Spent my evening getting elevated
But with every passing minute I been wondering if I′ll ever make it
Staring at the ceiling meditating
Gotta get my ass up out this situation because times a wasting
Glued to my chair, mist in the air, feeling impaired
I just been looking off into the distance to bring to fruition what I had declared
But see progression is slow, life been on hold
All of the bullshit is taking a toll
Ever just ask yourself once in a while, like man why am I walking this road
Can′t let that doubt manifest and invade ya psyche
Never know maybe a lil hope's what you might need
I must confess that ain′t the best at accepting the past. but I'm tryna work it out
Bridges I burned some down, time to go turn this round
Man it ain′t ever too late to recalibrate
So pick yourself up off the ground, go get your crown

I been living off a dollar and a dream
Working schemes up in my head to try and reach up to the top floor
I can't seem to focus on a single thing
I′m too dazed in my delusion, is some peace too much to ask for
Yeah this microphone my weapon, let it sing
I refuse to give into the pressure, promise Ima stand tall
I been living off a dollar and a dream
I'm gon' crown myself the king when I go reach up to the top floor