Midnight Routine

I'm stepping in the lobby with the ice on my neck Checking every single digit on the back of the check Neon lights flickering above the velvet and stone I got the kingdom in my pocket and the city for a throne Every step I'm taking makes a sound like a beat I'm the only cold heart in this summer night heat Pushing through the velvet curtains where the smoke starts to rise I can see the hunger hidden deep inside their eyes Moving through the shadows while the heavy bass kicks Mixing up the magic with the dirty money tricks Got a vision in the mirror and it's looking like gold Breaking every promise that I never even sold All my bitches dance for me when the lights go low Watch the silver glitter as the heavy rhythms flow Stacking up the paper while they're moving to the sound I'm the only king that's ever gonna wear the crown All my bitches dance for me underneath the moon I can make the winter feel like middle of the June Keep it spinning faster till the morning starts to break Giving everything for every single dollar they can take Bottles on the table with the sparklers in the air Acting like the world is ending and I really don't care Diamond chains rattling against the designer silk Turning all the bitter water into honey and the milk She's moving like a serpent while the sub-woofer groans I'm picking up the signal on my seven different phones Watch the way she pivots on a four-inch heel Trying to remember how the real life used to feel But the bass is too loud and the room is spinning round Looking for a treasure that I know can't be found So I throw another stack and I watch it hit the floor Always wanting something less and always needing more All my bitches dance for me when the lights go low Watch the silver glitter as the heavy rhythms flow Stacking up the paper while they're moving to the sound I'm the only king that's ever gonna wear the crown All my bitches dance for me underneath the moon I can make the winter feel like middle of the June Keep it spinning faster till the morning starts to break Giving everything for every single dollar they can take Clock is ticking slowly but we're living for the rush Turn the volume higher till the voices all go hush Leather on the seats and the windows tinted dark Waiting for the fire from a single little spark I'm the architect of every single move they make Counting every blessing and the chances that I take From the penthouse ceiling to the gutter in the street I'm the one who's providing all the rhythm and the heat No more questions asked when the rhythm hits the vein Dancing through the pleasure and the temporary pain If you want a piece of what I'm building in the night You better keep on moving till we see the morning light All my bitches dance for me when the lights go low Watch the silver glitter as the heavy rhythms flow Stacking up the paper while they're moving to the sound I'm the only king that's ever gonna wear the crown All my bitches dance for me underneath the moon I can make the winter feel like middle of the June Keep it spinning faster till the morning starts to break Giving everything for every single dollar they can take