[Verse 1: Malcolm Mays]
Denied the bail, I said fuck your honor
Went from poppin’ shells to poppin’. It’s karma
They put us through hell, and then call us monsters, yeah
Now we pull up in wraiths the ceiling like stardust
Nigga it’s not luck
I’m living the dream I don’t even sleep
Too scared to believe this shit is real
So many decease for what I achieved
These diamond and links for every tear
If I call the team you know it’s a dream
We doing this Thing like ninety six
It ain’t got keys I’m hoppin in, fuck the queen In a culinan
We pull up in that apparition
This ain’t a game boy. This ain’t Activision
Ice on my chain boy, it hit like a Blizzard
No back and forth only the chain is tennis (Mhmm)
Had no pot to piss in, take away they chains and they ain’t got no bitches
They mad at me but they don’t want no friction
They mad at me cuz they ain’t got no vision (Mhmm) (Can't stop won’t stop)
[Chorus: Malcolm Mays]
Pray in the wraith, the ceiling is Stardust (Mhmm)
Before I was paid these bitches was Starstruck (Mhmm)
They want us to fail but they couldn’t stop us (Mhmm)
The top look different when you from the bottom, nigga it’s not luck
May look the same, but nigga it’s not love
Money, the fame, my nigga it’s not love
The bitches, the chains, nigga it’s NOT LUCK
This is just hard work
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Seen through that bullshit they tried to throw at me
You gon do it like me, nigga do it with a passion
My life on go, my lil niggas get active
He doin too much, turn that boy to a statue
Dare to ball, but when you fall they won’t catch you
A different cloth, just a whole nother texture
When you make it to this point they gon test you
I’m from the ghetto, all this shit really extra
I was still standing out gettin rained on
She was there for me, bought her a Range Rover
Took a lotta drugs to make sure the pain gone
I been turnt the fuck up since I came home
I was frontline when niggas was dead wrong
Got a million somethin' plus worth of chains on
Young dumb bitch, but she got a brain on her
I was stayin solid, niggas went lame on us
This our hustle, I don’t play around
This is not luck
Thousand dollar drank off in my cup
I be outside with the top off
We are not the same you a knock off
10 karat diamond, It’s a Golf ball
We was gettin a thousand every drop off
Now I run the game, I done prospered
I took they lil bond but it ain’t stop none
Every time the drop imma cop one
Every time they pop out we gon pop one, yeah yeah
[Chorus: Malcolm Mays]
Pray in the wraith, the ceiling is Stardust (Mhmm)
Before I was paid these bitches was Starstruck (Mhmm)
They want us to fail but they couldn’t stop us (Mhmm)
The top look different when you from the bottom, nigga it’s not luck
May look the same, but nigga it’s not love
Money, the fame, my nigga it’s not love
The bitches, the chains, nigga it’s NOT LUCK
This is just hard work
