BOSSPROREMİX - Top floor (Night drive)

Same city, different view
They still look up, I don't look down
Top floor
Private actors all wait in line
Different cycles, different time
They see the lights, they see the glass
Nobody knows how long it lasts
New faces tryna play the role
Fast money never kill the soul
Everybody talks about the top
Very few survive the road
I don't compete, I set the pace
Too many copies, one original face
Years later, still same name
Different level, different game
Top floor