City lights blur, the sky fades to gray,
We’re the kind that don’t leave till the break of day.
Eyes glossed over, pupils wide,
Smoke clouds, slow laughs, we’re on that high tide.

Cash flows like rivers, bills tossed, no regrets,
Money’s the motive, and we ain’t cashing cheques.
Gorgeous girls in the corner, lips like fire,
Good-looking guys leaning in, hearts wired.

Mansion in the clouds, we’re floating above,
A palace of secrets, a temple of love.
Music thumps, bodies sway, chaos spins,
Fights break out, but it’s nothing—just grins.

We’re reckless, invincible, living on a dare,
Bruised knuckles, smeared lips—we don’t care.
6 AM, still posted up, eyes bright,
No sleep, no worries, just chasing the night.

We’re family in the chaos, love in the haze,
A trippy vibe forever, in the sun’s first blaze.