Lyrics

Infinity Kulture...
Started from pain, built with prayer.
This ain’t just clothes — it’s who we are.
No handouts, no shortcuts — just faith, loss, and fire in our veins.
"I am more than I think" —
We don’t just say it, we wear it.
But we still sew. Still glow.
(Yeah… from the dirt to the throne)
Let 'em know.

[Verse 1 – Girl 1]
We lost mum back in twenty-eighteen,
Since then, life’s been cold, no routine.
Pain stitched deep in the denim we drop,
But the gospel’s the fuel, can’t make us stop.

Kitchen floor dreams, now it’s fabric and heat press,
Midnight hustle, no sleep, just deep stress.
But we see the vision, it’s heaven-made,
Two black queens, tryna get paid — and saved.

Prayed with a tear and a stack of tees,
Told the Lord, “Use us how You please.”
No investors, just belief and pain,
Now the world gon' know our name.

[Hook – Both Girls, melodic & catchy]
This ain't a story, nah — this our story.
From the ashes, we rise in glory.
Thread by thread, we built this lane,
Even when it hurt, we praised His name.

We don’t flex for the 'Gram, we sew for the King,
Still broke, still bold, still chasing that dream.
Yeah, they laughed, but the real ones stay,
We believe, we grind — we gon' make a way.

[Verse 2 – Girl 2]
We ain't from riches, no cheat code,
Just Christ in the storm and a street code.
Hustlin' hard in them Sunday fits,
Preachin' truth while we bag them kits.

This is INFINITY KULTURE — deep in the stitch,
No cap, we real — no gimmicks, no switch.
Every drop got purpose, born from the loss,
Every hoodie we bless got paid with a cost.

Mum gone, but we still got drive,
And our hearts still beat with a Heaven-side vibe.
Sayin' "I am more than I think" ain’t a quote —
It’s the blood in our cloth, it’s the hope we tote.

They don’t know 'bout them days, no light, no food,
But faith kept us full — yeah, God came through.
Every stitch is a verse, every drop got soul,
We ain't chasin’ clout, we got bigger goals.

Yeah, this for the girls who lost it all,
But still stood tall, when the world let 'em fall.
Now it’s runway dreams from the block we knew,
If He did it for us, He’ll do it for you.

[Hook – Both Girls, bigger energy, ad-libs layered]
This ain't a story, nah — this our story.
From the ashes, we rise in glory.
Thread by thread, we built this lane,
Even when it hurt, we praised His name.

We don’t flex for the 'Gram, we sew for the King,
Still broke, still bold, still chasing that dream.
Yeah, they laughed, but the real ones stay,
We believe, we grind — we gon' make a way.

[Bridge – Half-sung / emotional tone]
They said it won’t last, said it’s just phase,
But we still here, still setting the pace.
This for Mum, for Christ, for the fire inside,
Even in the dark, we still provide.

[Outro – Spoken, raw voice with soft gospel hum in background]
We ain’t waiting for the world to give us a seat...
We building our own table.
This ain’t fashion —
It’s faith stitched in fabric.

This ain’t just a story.
It’s our story.