[Intro: Lucky Seven]
(FranchiseBeats)
Yo
Uh
[Verse 1: Lucky Seven]
Let's link and build a pyramid, they fear hearin' this
It's apparent riches be glarin' and clearly be starin' kids
We wearin' shit, like big B's, Lanvin, Varen shit
In Maryland, I took P's back up to share with them
The arrogance, these white folks thinkin' we scared of them
We preparin' with these Black handshakes, signin' with pens
Do the business, fearin' and build it up, share it again
Only Black hands touchin' the money, that's how we win
This your last chance to come into money like hieroglyphs
I'll tell you this, decipher what Lucky wrote on the script
I'm perilous, down on my dick, airin' the stick
Drown in a bitch, addicted to sin, flowers, I get
It's wickedness, women go down like merry-go
Now I'm eatin' shrooms like I'm Mario
Speakin' the truth, they fear me, so clearly I'm right imperial
Serial killin' rappers, I'm Captain Crunch when they bring me coke
O's like Cheerios
[Chorus: 7xveTheGenius]
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'ma get it, I'ma get it and it's on me
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'm a winner, and here at the top, it's lonely
[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh, yo
This is just a brief reminder
That I been on a roll like a packet of E-Z Widers
While rappers been lookin' like leaky tires
These prohibited bars I speak, I'm easy inspired
Applyin' pressure, I keep it tighter than teeth with a pliers (Talk that talk)
It's like that
For days they dogged me, I learned how to bite back (That's right)
Now pictures that I paint, they show progression like a time-lapse
See me in IMAX, my vision is cinematic
My type of fly is a different habit, you peep me in different fabric
I inform that I ain't normal, but you been granted access (Uh-huh)
So if you hit me, it's automatic you add attachments
The sly embossing grace the front of my fitted
I had to get uncomfortable to flip my humble beginnings
When you hustle, that can come with incentives
I bet on me and now I'm flooded with winners
Whoever knew I'd stack the funds from a sentence that I created?
They debated and hated
But can't deny it, whenever I write it, this shit's amazing
And it's like that
[Chorus]
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'ma get it, I'ma get it and it's on me
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'm a winner, and here at the top, it's lonely
[Verse 3]
Uh
I'm here for the long haul, I'm realer than all y'all
If you scared, then you gon' fall and that's period, on God
It's serious, you'll really get killed if you off-guard
That blick in my long johns, don't get put in the carwash
These niggas is all soft, just give 'em some pom-poms
Hate 'cause we litty and ball hard, that's really a lost cause
I'ma die for my niggas, I stick to them squad laws
Ain't riskin' my dog, you know if it's lit, then I'm on call
You know once blood get shed, that ain't some shit you can call off
Killers come and swish your house, I'm gettin' 'em Paul Walled
Better watch every step 'cause shit can switch from a small fall (For real)
Like, nigga, how the fuck you get hit by a parked car?
Ain't worryin' 'bout these niggas, I been gettin' money too long
All we do is win, only time I tie is with a suit on (Woo)
Run it up, stay out the way and you can't do wrong
So if it ain't about a bag, then you can move on
Respect it
[Chorus: 7xveTheGod]
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'ma get it, I'ma get it and it's on me
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'm a winner, and here at the top, it's lonely
[Verse 4]
Look, illest to never do it, you know the rest
Made nothin' out of somethin', nigga, with my wrist
Fishbowl Cayenne make a nigga feel better
Feel— it's cold outside, you niggas need sweaters (Yeah)
Focused on the goals, but you niggas keep hatin'
I'm all on your head, you can say I'm migrane, in
The streets, I'm a profit, consider me such
What you puttin' in your stash, you ain't did it enough
Been a shell of myself, but still had to see
Nah, bein' at the bottom just not me
Italian custom-made suits on my class day (Fly)
Can't blame me, my nigga, I was taught to think fast-paced
Mind over matter, won't you read you a book?
You wanna rob, niggas see you 'bout as dumb as you look (Dumb nigga)
Grind for yours, that's the only way it means somethin' (For real)
Take your time, my nigga, when the cream comin' (Gon' get yours, by the way)
[Chorus: 7xveTheGod]
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'ma get it, I'ma get it and it's on me
You ain't gon' stop nothin', no, you know I'm a winner, and here at the top, it's lonely
