╭━━━━•°•━━━━━━ ♪ ━━━━━━━━━╮ ©2026 Celeste x 3rd Moon🌕 All rights reserved. This is an original work written by Celeste and Dj B Lew. Unauthorized reproduction, distribution, or use of the lyrics is prohibited. ╰━━━•°• ━━━━━━━ ♪ ━━━━━━━━━╯ *************************************************************** Check him out 🌕🧿 https://suno.com/@djblew *************************************************************** [Celeste 💛] Uh huh Yeah Uh huh Yeah Uh huh Like a village chief, they all know my name Wealth and abundance over fame Dragging that legacy on all my chains Created gold from all my pain Nah huh, naw, we ain’t the same I’m the one they watch Money moves only when I talk Nah huh, naw, we ain’t the same Diamonds on my white toes Bathing only in pure gold Struttin’, I’m that bee, that’s what I’m told Fine as wine, even when I’m old Beauty come in all shades Baby, this one bold They flock to me, yeah, I got it made Living fantasies, bling tings, sipping lemonade Lavish life dripping, all in my jeans Twenty-four carats, all on my clocks Bubbly champagne, the best for the boss Built for royalty, so you know I reign Not just a trophy, I’m that fire in your life Smart gyal, stayed solid, never swerved from her lane Put God first over my pity and pride Middle finger up, I’m that exotic strain Took the struggles and reversed every setback Ignored the shadows, neva needed to fight back I come through hot, baby, call me picante Too much spice, can’t handle me, like Beyoncé Manifested blessings, baby, I’m a go-getter Mama wanted bigger things, so I did better Ambitions of a rider, level up my hustle Eyes on the treasure, backpacked like an explorah Dragging necks, fuck around, ‘cause I pack muscle Omitting all the snakes, no obituaries Don't look at me, can’t care if I neva had any Their greed got ’em sentenced to the penitentiary Prepared so I don’t slip up, third eye activated A legend in the making, highly motivated Free minds around me, never indoctrinated Ascended frequency, greatness resonated Kitty magic, she a dream Smoking that good kief, not that mid shit RBF, yeah she pretty but she mean Cash out, stack out, rack up, make it infinite Cash out, stack out, rack [Lew 🌕] yeah you right we aint the same as dem Celeste (haha) 3rd moon (Lew) high sipping while sitting fly on celestial planes Unh Ha! unh Ha! ok I see you on dat Shaka Zulu Dat Mansa Musa Dat Diamond n gold flexing Dem Solomon goals (blessed) As I watch ya wisdom unfold (yes) They keep calling us cold (nah) we steady reaching Fahrenheights (ha) they keep doubting our light but whenever we write Dey know we showed up to fight Like Muhammad and Mike (mm) Pop pop hit em left right (haha) We give em a hellavah fight wit heavenly bodies Celestial n Dream Jock together we ride Den we walk away skin smoove Like Shea brown buttery ooh Sipping da finest of juice from da 3rd moon We do what it do (ooh) always a hunned proof (mm) When you pair up Celeste and Lew We too fye fa ya strife Too bright fa da night We too high for low vibrational minds Ooh We in dat affirmation now (truth) Speaking from positions of power (salute) This head space station is ours They asking why We taking it? How? I thought Celeste just told ya plain Dis drip cut from a different cloth and mane Nah (mm) We aint da same Like a village chief, they all know my name Wealth and abundance over fame Dragging that legacy on all my chains Created gold from all my pain Nah huh, naw, we ain’t the same I’m the one they watch Money moves only when I talk Nah huh, naw, we ain’t the same
