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Luckee

Ayyee

Yea Kee
Back on his bully 
If he say its up on his head like a skully
You don't wife that hoe, she got trained at a telly
We got big

I pull up to the scene and im making a show

I pull up to the scene and im coming in hot
Luckee you a bitch and your ho is a thot
I was hopping them

and the
Goal is to get 'em paid as long as it's blood in my veins and
Luckee still be young and dumb, but still I could never get played unless it's
Apple,

prayers up on my brova man
Luckee need em too, so bump my music, I ain't fucking playin'
Cause everyday, shit be going down, and I be dodging it
And that's

buddy I swear these mufuckas can't sell shit, but Luckee
Handle shit even when his pants held lint, and that's the
Reason why I don't hit a party 'less

She think I miss her
Play with my zipper I'm giving her dick-a
Luckee a tripa
After she leave then I summon her sister
Calling me mister
She just a hoe

at me
Luckee beat with Push production sounding nasty
Call me Ms. Lythal, pedigree deadly
Writing rhymes, til the points round
Number two pencil to pen

defeat look
I can't see defeat
Woe woe
Rolling round getting money sun in my eyes in the summer
Some of fears getting lower and Luckee ain't getting

turning lanes I cannot be stopped
I kept a smile on my face when life was looking so ugly
Need less funerals more birthdays I hope that I'm that Luckee
If

gentrified as
Shit, I swear to god it's some connection in between them lines
As I be creeping by, it's side to side the way I keep my eyes
And Luckee be

to God, the boy Luckee the bomb
The notes app in my phone be reading just like a psalm
From dead rats in the alleys in neighborhoods of my mom
To 5 million