Lucky Me

[Verse 1] Lucky me If they want my spot, then they gotta come for me Just know I want this shit more than whatever it is you want from me And the only thought at night that comforts me is starvin' whoever's huntin' me Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free And separated from hell by one degree Surrounded by niggas who did first degree And the other ones that never got they first degree, sheesh Lucky me (Nigga!) Yeah, I done slashed hoes like I'm Slash on some rock star shit Even bought Slash old crib, that's rock star as it gets And have my hands on the R&B legends you couldn't handle Whether you do music or not, you wish you could sample And I had to live through the scandals Public humiliations and breakups on camera It's a living nightmare when your dream girl has to get canceled And you gotta delete all the photos and shit like you never Instagrammed it And you get off-track but somehow you gotta stay transit, ha Man, lucky me I was diagnosed with a heart disease at 19 Could barely stand on my feet Doctors said they had to cut it open, put a pacemaker on it to put it back on beat 'Til my mama took me to holistic doctors and they prescribed me magnesium for two weeks Went back to the regular doctors and they said, "Huh, damn, looks like we don't need to proceed" That's how I know that western medicine weak Man, lucky me, to be the chosen one And saved for the special occasions like I was Opus One You know, and I'ma live forever like Walt Disney, the frozen one Done flew so many times past the limit, I didn't even know it was one And face our problems head-on when they told us to run And ran it up in a city where no one would come When I had literally died but then came back alive And it's the furthest thing that I know from over and done And I don't even have to say it, you know where I'm from, bitch (Yeah, yeah) Lucky me, lucky who? (Lucky) Lucky, true It's a wonder what prayer, working smart and love can do And y'all got an efficient and humble crew And you got a long list of the things y'all wanna do Shit, who knows, lucky me can turn into lucky you We turned nothing to something so much it's nothing new I know lady luck so well, I swear that's like my bottom bitch, number two Doing what we love and choose with lots to lose and more to prove Ain't running from nothing but haven't lost sight of the finish line that we been runnin' to Lil' bitch, this Detroit-fucking-2 My thoughts is all-black, yeah, I'm back to the roots Fuck your white flag, ho, I don't want no truce And we all in the huddle, they like, "It's on you" Hm, lucky me (Me), pressure's what I eat Ain't no roses at my feet, just the blood on the concrete, look (Hit-Boy on the beat, so bitch you gotta go berserk) [Chorus] The mission is covert I stuck to the code and you don't know the code word Once they start me up then just know that it's over (Woah, woah) My soul is on solace, surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers World turned me cold, game turned me colder Sittin' courtside lookin' like I'm finna be the fuckin' future owner (Woah) Cup runneth over and she comin' over (Woah) And she told me that her lil' bro wanna be me when he older (That's facts) [Post-Chorus] Look, I ain't gon' hold you, though Put in my family, I feel like Utopia Falling in love with a slut is my phobia My whole team first class, so it ain't no coachin' us [Verse 2] Woah there, don't go there, now slow down, lil' brodie I know you don't know me I'm buffed up, my chest up, I feel like Hulk Hogan I walk in the building like everybody owe me Move heaven on Earth, this shit feel like erosion The Don, I'm the king, I'm consultin' the soldiers You talk to me nice and not real, I'm insulted I bet on myself, ain't no way my hand's folding What's a limitation? Fuck your validation I don't got a figure, God flow, got it renovated Demon slayer and my bitch slayin', legendary, it's insinuated Two guards outside barricaded while I'm serenadin' (Yeah) Paradise covin' while I'm stroking Pussy tight, I'm claustrophobic She so damn down and devoted Got me wondering what's her motives (What's her—) Remember my feelings don't mean shit to none of my goals, so I gotta stay focused The city is soulless, this shit get too vulgar Seen bodies wrapped up in them white sheets, no COVID [Chorus] The mission is covert I stuck to the code and you don't know the code word Once they start me up then just know that it's over (Woah, woah) My soul is on solace, surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers World turned me cold, game turned me colder Sittin' courtside lookin' like I'm finna be the fuckin' future owner (Woah) Cup runneth over and she comin' over (Woah) And she told me that her lil' bro wanna be me when he older (That's facts) [Post-Chorus] Look, I ain't gon' hold you, though Put in my family, I feel like Utopia Falling in love with a slut is my phobia My whole team first class, so it ain't no coachin' us (Yeah), yeah [Outro] My whole team first class so it ain't no coachin' us Nobody over us, 'cept the ones we lost that stay watchin' over us (Amen) Prayin' hands (Love you guys so much), prayin' hands (Yeah) Say "Amen" (Yeah) Got a lot to do, but she gon' wait on me (Wait on me) Legendary (Shit), lucky me (Yeah)