Lyrics:
and the feeling's like a drug
When I'm at the spot man, imma I go and crush
But I don't make good choices when I'm feeling buzzed
Now I'm feeling buzzed
Now I'm
who wish me ill die slow
Yeah
Matching when we pull up
All black I call that good luck
If you can't tell by the cap
And you don't know where I'm
got me lethal 2 steps up good luck cause we not equal.
Bandz all in my pocket, bad b****s they jocking, haters hate so they watching, see what I got
I've stopped searching for four leaf clovers
Because where's the luck for the kids who can't count passed 1
Too many people aren't batting an eye when
I'm good by myself, I still need your love
I know I was stupid, was fuckin' up
Yeah, I lost my daddy, I need ya bruh
Know when I grab mic fuck
the good the bad the hideous
None the less memories
703 Where I did most of my growing
It's what molded me into me
So much life lived saw the good the bad
how bad I want you to stay with me
So I'll hop in that old Ford and put it in drive, and wait for you to come back to my side
Ain't that good at fixing
Yeah this that, this that Houston Texas on a summer night
This that Riding down Miami Beach with a bad one, with a bad one you feel me
Rest In Peace
a noise
You were good
And you hoped you would receive
Reward as they said
And you believed
Rough Justice?
Tough luck
But it seems that no one gives a fuck
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
can tell
By my rag hanging, nigga, this is Crip, but I'm chilling
It feels so good to get away
Especially when your name is D-O-double-Gizzee
Bad luck had me dying when I fell up out that boat
My life is like a movie
But the bad guy don't die at the end, so sue me
Then I relax and chill
you know that Imma sign that
Bad luck when you see me and bro riding in a black cat
Day ones by my side, keep it straight and never bent
Bought
one I can
I'd do more than everything
If you'd make me your man
Sergeevna Sergeevna
I'm a curse too much good luck
I'll kiss you and love yuh
And load
fucked
Spent the day all alone and that's alright by me
Because my brain's gone cold and I'm just about to run out of luck
Well i woke up in mournin',
love with me, by the way that I talk
Just took his soul, out lined him in chalk
Said the pussy good, got him licking his mouth
Ima bad bitch, look
grinding till the sun up
Need more than a quick buck
Wishing for some good luck
Tryna get by nickel dime quarter penny
Still living stuck in a rut
Stay down
on the aces baby
You ain't getting money hey you crazy, lady
Bad luck with it I go
Fat nigga lookin like a billion I know
Rap nigga wanna bust head on the low
a faster route to the bottom
I wish you good luck
I'm hoping for your sake that you ain't dumb as you look
But if it's really true what people sayin'
blame it on your health
And your health is going bad because you do this by yourself
No one to trust, and shows nonstop that's the cards that I been dealt
Ain't superstitious,
Black cat crossed my trail.
I ain't superstitious,
But a black cat crossed my trail.
Bad luck ain't got me so far,
And I
fake love, can't do fake hugs
Can't do fake dudes, can't do fake thugs
all my life, my friends been bad luck
By myself, ain't got no backup
Can't show
tragic endin'
When I walk I see people runnin'
Far enough away
I got bad luck in my veins
When I ache I hear people laughin'
"Did this to yourself"
"Why
on the radio, cold soda in the cooler
Sittin' here soakin' up the sun, just me and myself
A bad day fishin' beats a good day doin' anything else
Castin' my line
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