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Lucky You (Feat. Joyner Lucas)

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Woah
Joyner Joyner
Yah yah ya
Yeah
I done did a lot of things
in my day
I admit it I don't take back
what I say
If I said it then I meant it
All my life I want a Grammy
But I prolly never get it
I ain't never had no trophy
or no mother fuckin' ribbon
Fuck the system I'm that nigga
Bend the law cut the rules
I'm about to risk it all
I ain't got too much to lose
Y'all been eating long enough
It's my turn to cut the food
Pass the plate
Where my drink
This my day lucky you
Fuck you too woah
Y'all gotta move
y'all gotta move
y'all gotta move
Give me some room
give me some room
give me the juice
Hop out the coupe
hop out the coupe
how bout I shoot
Y'all gotta move
y'all gotta move
give me the juice
Back on my bullshit
my back to the wall turn
My back on you
all you turn to finish
Back to these bullets
it's back to the job
Put the mac on all of you runnin'
Back on my hood shit it's back
to the pushing these packs
and I'm actually pumpin'
Can't fuck whatchu rapping
You practically suckin'
you might've went platinum
but that don't mean nuthin'
I'm actually buzzin' this time
Straight out the kitchen
I told them the oven is mine
I do not fuck witchu guys
If I don't care you just know
that you gonna suffer this time
I ain't no gangster
but I got some banging
Some chains and some blades
and a couple of knives
Choppers and jammies
a partridge in a pear tree
My twelve days of Christmas
was nothing but lies
Why don't you holla
like a sumo sumo
They say I talk like a chulo
I live in Mars I'm not Bruno
Bitch I'm a dog call me Cujo
You play your cards
I reverse on you all
And I might just drop four
like an Uno
Callate la boca
And all of you culo
They've invented a level up in
the ghetto lookin to prolly
they can never find out
irrelavent and tell em to
You would never really want a
nigga like me tied down
I've been alone
and never needed nobody
Just only me and my shotty
I'll tell these niggas to lie down
Keep all of the money
I never wanted the lifestyle
I just pray to God that my son
be alright now
I said ain't no love
for the other side
Or any one who ever want smoke
I said when I die I'm going out
as the underdog
who never lost hope
You in the wrong cab
down the wrong path
Nigga wrong way wrong road
Snakes in the grass
tryna slyther fast
I just bought a motherfuckin'
lawn mower
I have said a lotta things
in my day
I admit it this is payback
in a way
I regret it that I did it
I done won a couple Grammys
but I sold my soul to get 'em
Wasn't in it for the trophies
just the fuckin' recognition
Fuck's the difference
I'm that cracker Bend the law
fuck the rules
Man I used to risk it all
now I got too much to lose
I been eating long enough
Man my stomach should be full
I just ate lick the plate
My buffet lucky me
fuck you think woo
I got a couple of mansions
Still I don't have any manners
You got a couple of ghost writers
But to these kids
it don't actually matter
They asking me
what the fuck happened
to hip-hop
I said I don't have any answers
cause I took an L
when I dropped
my last album and it
hurt me like hell
but I'm back on these rappers
And actually coming
from humble beginnings
I'm somewhat
of uncomfortable winning
I wish I could say
what a wonderful feeling
We're on the upswing
like we're punching the ceiling
But nothing is stealing
Like anyone has a fucking
ability to even stick to a subject
It's killing me
the inability to pin humility
Why don't we make a bunch
of fuckin songs about nuthin
And mumble oh fuck it
I'm goin' for the jugular
Shit is a circus
You clowns that are comin up
don't give an ounce of mother
fuck about the ones that were
here before you to make raps
Let's recap
Way back MC's that
Recap and take Dex
Eight DATs with the G raps and
Kane's at we need three stacks
ASAP and bring Masta Ace back
Because half of these rappers
have brain damage
All the lean rappin' face tats
syruped out like tree sap
I don't hate trap
and I don't wanna seem mad
But infact would't old me
at the same cat
that would take that
Feedback and aim back I need that
But I think it's inevitable
they'd have a button to press
or a lever to pull that would give
me the snap tho little bitch
And if I paid attention
then I'd probably be
makin' it bigger but
you've been taking the dicks
on the fuckin' back hoe get it
And about to break any minute
it got me thinkin
of finishin everything
With acetomenophin
then reapin' the benefits
I'mma sleep at the at the wheel
again as I'm thinking about an
evil thats in it and then
I'mma beat up and kill him
Cause even if I gotta end up
eating a pill again ketamine
or methenamine or anything it
better be at least 70 to 300mg
I might as well because Imma end
up being a villain again
Never should've gotten an elevator
You could never say to me
I'm not a fuckin record breaker
I sound like a broken record
every time I break a record
Nobody could ever take away
the legacy that I have made
A mother fucker ain't got a
right to be this way
I got spite inside my DNA
But I work
until my wheels fall off
I work tirelessly aye
It's the moment y'all
have been waiting for
Like California
wishin' rain'd pour
And that drought y'all
have been praying for
My downfall
From the 8 Mile to the Southpaw
Still the same Marshall
they outlaw
That they say is a writer
Might have fell of
but got back up on
that bull like a cowboy
Y'all gotta move
y'all gotta move
y'all gotta move
Give me some room
give me some room
give me the juice
Hop out the coupe
hop out the coupe
how bout I shoot
Y'all gotta move
y'all gotta move
give me the juice