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tit's
You're blessed and lucky shh missed
You're dead if I had one wish
From now I'm rolling with this
M, splash that, man, fuck up the place
Paigon

bridges, still got the same friends
I did it my way by choice
I heard rumblings in all the noise
I heard fakeness in everyone's voice
I stay guarded

colors on my neck like lucky charms, 
Enough of the scars, them thoughts i had disregarded, 
I went and discarded em all, then i departed,/
A top shelf,

Vi lagde vårres eget lille univers
Ingen følelse av natt og dag
Vi sang med
Og bevægde oss i takt med kvarandre
Vi stod på taket og røyka Lucky

the counter and the cookie was handed over to the 
mother of the lucky kid who thought he'd get to eat it then and there
 
old cookie mother put you in a bag

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone

I got lucky with you
Broke in a few shoes
A couple babies on the loose
Cancer-killin' apple juice
You said your name was Mona Lisa
How bizarre,

to set that man free
thank you baby
cause that man was me

and the boy, he got older
like most of us did
but some of us fell by the side
battered old

Looking back time was flying but we just swore it stood still
Out here where nothing happens cept tumbleweeds and cotton fields
I was lucky just

Or gone without a warning 
When you’re taken away to the dust 
Am I alive while I am living 
Enjoying what’s been given
Or just watching as time goes by

the brains
How lucky am I to have you by my sidе

In these twilight days in thesе golden days
In these twilight days in these golden days
In these twilight

Just say "hi, woof, woof"

(Looking? Into? Hung?)
Undetectable poz bottom
Taking loads in the toilet
At Lucky Burger on 52nd Street
Just steps away

I never was a lucky guy
An average joe who just gets by
But I win the whole wide world
Each time you say you're my girl

No boy can change his

a little cat line in ends and the
Shotty brucked off kicked off like a horse
(Bow)
Don't connect by force it's a natural
Ting I'll turn him corpse (Turn him

on production and I thank Lauren and
Clef for my introduction
To the same rap industry
That secretly humbled me
Sittin by the freakin' man
Keepin' 'em company

the Lucky Star
Up the northeast corridor
Back to Boston
You'll be waiting there
Meet me at the Lizard, get a drink and stumble home

I, I'll die if you

reoccurring
Felt the energy around me, tryna switch and curse me
Only family in my will, I write that shit in cursive
You're lucky I'm a different person
I

Country clubbin'
Country clubbin'

I come from torn jeans, rusty trucks
Worn boots, couple bucks
Early risin' 9 to 5
Hand to mouth, gettin' by

I could steal 
and pretend that I've borrowed,
so come on and call me 
tomorrow  

So I've been biding my time in this booth
by the ever-revolving

sucking at life
And you lost your keys and phone last night
It is alright if you've done it all wrong
Cause you could get it right by
The end of this song

kupimy korony (aha)
Włożymy jedną by (yeah-yeah), król w gucci nie nagi (oh no, oh)
Jestem taki dobry, no bo dobro wraca
Nie przestaję robić forsy robię ją

the worth
Of the person is made
By the social numbers on the site
Sam Rockwell will know that's not right
Stabbin' our friends in the
Back like Jason, nah,

work
I'm dealing with bruises and
Concussions from celebrity discussion
And seen Atreyu get KO'ed by the nothin'
Tomorrow I'm drowning rubber duckies

Thinking they're sinking my ship quit quick
All aboard!
From the state where they think we
All mate with our cousins
With no indoor plumbing
Moose by