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 starving whoever's hunting 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 Rockstar shit Even bought Slash old crib, that's Rockstar as it gets And had 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 breaks-up on camera It's a living nightmare when your dream girl has to get cancelled And you gotta delete all the photos and shit like you never instagramed it And you get off track but somehow you gotta stay transit, ha Man, lucky me I was diagnosed with a heart disease at nineteen Could barely stand on my feet Doctor said they had to cut it open, put a pace maker 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 faced our problems head-on when they told us to run And ran it up in the city where no one would come One that had literally died but then came back alive And that'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 Lucky me, lucky who? Lucky true It's a wonder what prayer, working smart, and love can do If y'all got an efficient and humble crew And you got a long list of the things y'all wanna do Shit, who who knows? Lucky me can turn into lucky you We turn 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 runnin' from nothing but haven't lost sight of the finish line That we been runnin' to, lil bitch This Detroit-fuckin'-2 My thoughts is all-black, yeah, I'm back to the roots Fuck your white flag, hoe, I don't want no truce And we all in the huddle they like, it's on you Mmm lucky me, pressure's what I eat Ain't no roses at my feet, just the blood on the concrete, look The mission is covert, I stuck to the code and you don't know the code word Once they turn me up and just know that it's over My soul is on solace surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers World turn me cold, game turned me colder Sittin' court-side lookin' like I'm finna be the fuckin' future owner Cup runneth over and she coming over And she told me that her lil bro wanna be me when he older Look, I ain't gon' hold you, I put on 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 coaching us Whoa there, don't go there, now slow down lil brody, 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 consulting the soldiers You talk to me nice and I'm real I'm insulted, I bet on myself ain't no way my hand's folded What's your limitation? Fuck your validation, I don't gotta figure, God flow got it renovated Demon slayer and bitch slayin', legendary it's insulated Two guards outside barricaded while I'm serenading Paradise covein' while I'm strokin', pussy tight I'm claustrophobic She so damn down and devoted, got me wondering what's her motives Remember my feelings don't mean shit to none of my goals So I gotta stay focused, this city is soulless, this shit get too vulgar Seen bodies wrapped up in them white sheets, no clothing The mission is covert, I stuck to the code and you don't know the code word Once they turn me up and just know that it's over My soul is on solace surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers World turn me cold, game turned me colder Sittin' court-side lookin' like I'm finna be the fuckin' future owner Cup runneth over and she coming over And she told me that her lil bro wanna be me when he older (Facts) Look, I ain't gon' hold you, I put on 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 coaching us Yeah, my whole team first class, so it ain't no coaching us Nobody over us, except the ones that we lost watching over us Prayin' hands, prayin' hands Say amen, got a lot of to do But she gon' wait on me (Wait on me) Legendary shit, lucky me