Worst Luck (feat. Connot)
Kid Eazy
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Ain't no way, I'm supposed to make it out And there's no way, I could fake it now How did me and you, end up making out? Damn I went all in, and you're taking yeah So I had that Worst Luck, I'm a god no demi yuh One call I'll put you in a hearse and, have you reaching out to God She wants designer purses, shes the one that wants 'em bought I've been running from my cursin', and it's not long till I'm caught They like a band aid, try to keep down when I'm coming out the cut And I've seen all the girls around me turn themselves into sluts I've been getting chased by my past, you know I got to run The thrill of this shit, you can call me crazy but I really think that this shits fun Took IG flicks, just hopped out the crib Remember them days, when I was stuck on my PlayStation We gon' drive and roll All grey like it is smoke I've been, a lil too faded I've been, losing control Huh, yeah thats okay, I'm an addict I cannot save Too focused on getting payed, they focused on getting laid I'd choose money over a bitch any second Backstab motherfuckers wit' a weapon Gotta' get low watch where I'm steppin' It don't matter cause I I have the Worst Luck, I'm a god no demi yuh One call I'll put you in a hearse and, have you reaching out to God She wants designer purses, shes the one that wants 'em bought I've been running from my cursin', and it's not long till I'm caught They like a band aid, try to keep down when I'm coming out the cut And I've seen all the girls around me turn themselves into sluts I've been getting chased by my past, you know I got to run The thrill of this shit, you can call me crazy but I really think that this shits fun But you can't see me, hunnid grand label where the cash not free Tinted ion wanna split the cash on me And ima let her hit she in love with me But my money gettin' bigger Shawty shaking ass, made a bitch wanna figure Man a bitch is pullin' up, put a finger onna trigger Ima count another bill, man this shit getting bitter Mofucka don't know me, spend forty k get my boy outta' juvie And I gotta let her go and know I'm talking bout Ruby And a bitch gon love cuz I ran her inside Louis (Ooh yea) And she can't tell me what I gotta' do Got my wrist styled, flex a dime or two Got a bitch, ima let her take me to a place I belong I have the Worst Luck, I'm a god no demi yuh One call I'll put you in a hearse and, have you reaching out to God She wants designer purses, shes the one that wants 'em bought I've been running from my cursing, and it's not long till I'm caught They like a band aid, try to keep down when I'm coming out the cut And I've seen all the girls around me turn themselves into sluts I've been getting chased by my past, you know I got to run The thrill of this shit, you can call me crazy but I really think that this shits fun
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Written by: Connor Bledsoe, Ethan Douangkesone
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