Velvet Rope Privileges (Remastered)

[Intro] (Slow brass swell, champagne cork pop) Step carefully, children. You’re not backstage by accident. [Verse 1] I don’t take you camping in a muddy field, I take you places postcards can’t conceal. Private gates, ocean views, Keys that most folks never use. While others dream behind a screen, You’re waking up where rich folks scheme. Palm trees waving, doors swing wide— You thought this life just happened by? [Chorus] Puerto Rico nights, private villa lights, Florida waves crashing just right. Theme parks closed ‘cause it’s just us— No lines, no limits, no trust fund fuss. You don’t earn this—you’re living it free, You should feel honored standing next to me. [Verse 2] You eat where menus don’t show prices, Sleep where silence costs devices. While other kids say “maybe someday,” You’re already there, halfway. Flights booked quick, bags packed clean, Experiences bought, unseen. You call it normal—I call it rare, This ain’t luck, this is me right here. [Chorus] Beach house mornings, sunset gold, Stories your friends will never be told. Rides reserved, gates unlocked, Every dream already clocked. You’re spoiled, padded, carefully raised— You should bow to the life I’ve staged. [Bridge] (Music drops to piano + slow clap) You don’t notice ‘cause you’ve never lacked, Never stared at a ceiling cracked. You think this world is wide and kind— It is… when someone pays the fine. One day you’ll see what this all meant, Till then—respect the architect. [Chorus – Final] So straighten up when you speak my name, You’re playing on a premium game. This circus shines ‘cause I decree, Every light burns courtesy of me. You don’t just exist here casually— You’re lucky… To be in my presence. [Outro – Spoken Female (Carmen)] Kids… if you hear circus music playing, that means the Ringmaster is busy… making another song about you. Stay in your rooms.