[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
Ciera Rae is proudly represented by
Tape Splice Records Inc.