Lyrics
Used to wish on stars, now I wish a mothafucka would,
Climbed out the gutter, now I'm runnin' this hood,
No fairy godmother, just grind and the hustle,
Left that wishin' well dry, muscle buildin' muscle.
Dreams in the dirt, had to dig 'em up myself,
Fuck fairy tales, I'm stackin' up my wealth,
Ain't waitin' for a genie, no lamp, no spell,
Got my own back, now they ring my bell.
Stars don't grant shit, only I do,
Put in the work, let these hands prove,
Wishes are for suckas, I ain't got time,
Movin' through the grind, gettin' what's mine.
Wishin' on a star, that's for the naive,
Workin' double shifts, cuz I'm pushin' to achieve,
Bleedin' and sweatin' through every stripe,
Fuck the wish list, Im livin my type.
Caught up in the struggle, made it out alive,
Built these dreams, now watch 'em thrive,
No magic carpet, no midnight shoe,
Grind got me places, wishes never knew.
No more wishin' on that ol' lucky star,
No magic wonder, just a battle scar,
Turn the fables off, ain't here for play,
Make my own luck, walk my own way.
