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They told me, "Keep grindin', boy... success is freedom."
But they never said... you might lose your breath gettin' there.
I wore that suit, I chased that raise,
Boardroom lights instead of sunny days.
Thought that title would set me free,
But the higher I rose, the less I could breathe.
They shake your hand, then fade from sight,
Same cold screen glow every night.
They say you made it - but what's the cost?
When every win feel like somethin' lost.
Ain't no air at the top,
Just deadlines that never stop.
You climb that ladder with all you got,
Then find the rungs ain't what you thought.
Ain't no air at the top,
Just silence where the cheers once dropped.
Got the corner view, got the name on glass,
But peace don't come with a VIP pass.
You sit in meetings, nod and smile,
But your soul been gone a long, long while.
You trade your time for that applause,
Then drown in memos and unspoken laws.
The dream they sold don't match the pay,
You just earn enough to give life away.
Bottom broke me, top exposed me,
Every goal just re-enclosed me.
They said success would make me whole,
But I left my peace in a payroll scroll.
Ain't no air at the top,
Just echoes and a long drop.
You chase that dream till your heart's off track,
Then realize what you want ain't comin' back.
Ain't no air at the top,
Feels like breathin' through a paper clock.
Yeah... I made it up the corporate hill,
But I left myself halfway in the grind.
Funny thing 'bout success -
It don't feel like winnin' when you're losin' your mind.