Cocaine Cologne

[Chorus]

We made it to the top floor, to the clouds

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

How we built this shit from the ground

To the top floor, to the clouds, to the penthouse

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

[Verse 1]

When we was dreaming of the project steps

Mama know I’m home, but told the feds that I just left

This for the real ones that don’t hate when niggas on they flex

They just stay patient, Inshallah that shit come my way next

I was tryna turn that Pyrex to a private jet

My money machine still don’t get no rest

I’m the illest nigga, word to God

Up under this money tree like finally it’s autumn

Four hundred thousand buried in the yard

Just in case I got that cushion it’ll break my fall

When that race start, nigga, don’t you stall

Ain’t some trill ones running with you so you can pass baton if you get tired?

Snitch nigga had me feel like Kanye talking through his wire

Snitch nigga had me in my motherfucking feelings

Cuzo was Blood in Texas, put me on to UGK

Off that smin-oke, way before we whipped coke

Way before we stumbled on that plug, shout out to big bro

He taught me how to put these words together then I went pro

First-round draft pick straight out the kitchen, nigga

Straight off that stove, straight out that pot, straight off the digi’, nigga

I got God tatted on my face

So when you see me, you see that

Bitch, you can’t separate me from the next dimension

This underworld redemption

This I don’t play them comment games, get shot over a mention

Is you trippin'?

Maserati dippin'

Bust down Rollie drippin' out the trenches

Got it jumpin' on the first from fourth and inches

I was on a mission, in the kitchen chasin' riches

I did it and you didn’t, that’s the difference

[Chorus]

We made it to the top floor, to the clouds

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

How we built this shit from the ground

To the top floor, to the clouds, to the penthouse

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

[Verse 2]

All we had was knockoff Campbell’s soup, you know that (All we had)

Now we hang out Lambo roofs and blow that

Young Mike Jackson walking on the moon, my flow that

I’m from where fuck if you say you up, you gotta show that

You ain’t know that, boy?

Make it blizzard, make it snow that hard (You ain't know?)

How you a chief? You was a engine with no motor oil (Uh)

We still running through this paper like it’s no tomorrow (Still is)

I’m gon' end this shit on fire like I’m Joan of Arc, swear to God (I swear)

And when I swear to God, I’m swearing on me (I swear)

We in the Maybach talking flat earth and some money probably (Woo)

They tell you what you wanna hear when you poppin' (Woo)

Don’t die fucking with them killers, Johnny Cochran

Diamonds look like lightning in the winter sky

This that Stove God, "Ether", "Takeover", that Jigga, Nas, pick a side

Bullets hit your ride, what’s a Bentley when you dead inside? (Woo)

What good is livin' when you dead inside? (Woo)

Blood on your Versace leather

Say I should’ve been out, I'm like "this a better time than ever"

Your favorite rapper fucking with me never

We used to use umbrellas, now we change the weather, whatever

We used to use umbrellas, now we lit

[Chorus]

We made it to the top floor, to the clouds

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now

How we built this shit from the ground

To the top floor, to the clouds, to the penthouse

Still smelling like a brick right now

Still smelling like a brick right now