[Intro] Yeah… this one’s for the ones who made it. Not just me — us. Champagne hours only. [Verse 1] From red cups to red carpets — look at the glow-up Used to sneak in the back, now we own the whole club up Toast to the long nights, toast to the fights Now it’s towers on ice and chartered flights Ain’t about flexin’, it’s deeper than that Every bottle pop’s a victory lap I got friends in the booth, fam in the suite If you came from the dirt, then this one’s sweet [Pre-Chorus] We ain’t stuntin’, we celebratin’ Built this from nothin’, no hesitatin’ From ramen bowls to gold rims on the ride If you know that feelin’ — then you on this side [Chorus] These champagne hours, we earned ’em all From the kitchen floors to the marble halls Raise that glass, don’t count the cost If you made it through, then you ain’t lost These champagne hours, we live ’em loud For the sleepless nights and the self-made crowd A toast to the grind, the crew, the power It’s all love in these champagne hours [Verse 2] I don’t judge the fit, just the mileage made If you showed up broke but you never played If you backed your team, if you paid your dues Then you part of the reason we poppin’ too This for the dancers, the drivers, the cooks The planners, the stylists, the ones overlooked From the girls in heels to the ones with scars If you worked for a win — then this life is ours [Pre-Chorus] We ain’t stuntin’, we celebratin’ Built this from nothin’, no hesitatin’ From ramen bowls to gold rims on the ride If you know that feelin’ — then you on this side [Chorus] These champagne hours, we earned ’em all From the kitchen floors to the marble halls Raise that glass, don’t count the cost If you made it through, then you ain’t lost These champagne hours, we live ’em loud For the sleepless nights and the self-made crowd A toast to the grind, the crew, the power It’s all love in these champagne hours [Verse 3] Came from the couch to the clouds, no cap Now I’m dressed for the jet like it’s part of the trap Had a meal for a deal, turned hustle to map Now I’m toastin’ with bosses who don’t look back She paved the lane, I just matched the pace New suits, new stamps, new time, same face Poured up for the ones that we lost to the race Now the crew all eatin’, got gold on the plates [Bridge] This ain’t luck — it’s legacy. We didn’t ask permission. We didn’t wait for it. We took it. So here’s to the late nights, the close calls, and the never-quits. You earned this. We all earned this. [Pre-Chorus] We ain’t stuntin’, we celebratin’ Built this from nothin’, no hesitatin’ From ramen bowls to gold rims on the ride If you know that feelin’ — then you on this side [Chorus] These champagne hours, we earned ’em all From the kitchen floors to the marble halls Raise that glass, don’t count the cost If you made it through, then you ain’t lost These champagne hours, we live ’em loud For the sleepless nights and the self-made crowd A toast to the grind, the crew, the power It’s all love in these champagne hours

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