

(yeah) (turn it up)
Low lights on but the standards high We don't look back,
we just touch the sky (shout it out) We built this empire
from the ground
Can you hear the sound?
Late-night drive, leather seats in the coupe
Started with a dream,
now we're living the truth
No handouts, had to get it out the mud Now the champagne
flowin' like a golden flood
Midnight hustle turned to midday gold Only high standards for the stories
untold
Low lights on but the standards high We don't look back,
we just touch the sky (shout it out) We built this empire
from the ground
Can you hear the sound?
We see the vision when the sky is gray Every single moves
calculated every day
Stayin' dedicated to the craft we hold Every line we drop is
an ounce of gold
Low lights burn in the studio chair Smell of success in the
midnight air
Low lights on but the standards high We don't look back,
we just touch the sky (shout it out) We built this empire
from the ground
Can you hear the sound?
Yeah, high standards
(always) No compromise (mhmm)