Bad Luck

I ain’t even superstitious
But sometimes I feel like they’re watching
Man I ain’t even fucking with it
If it ain’t bout no pussy, profit
Man I ain’t even tryna listen
Fuck a Pot I need your palm to piss in
I had uncles in and out prison
Playin public enemy at dinner
Like my nephew finna be a singer
Whole bloodline gonna shine one time
One of our stories end fine one time
Maybe if I pass out
Laying back down looking straight up
The stars would align one time?
Well fuck if they don’t-
Forget all the shit that I spoke
Yeah, just hit my line for a quote
I’m pawning your momma’s couch
Bitches look at me astonished now
You ain’t had the story written for you
Had to flip it — why we so uncommon now
I walk around
Like, like, like exactly how I want
They found cancer on my daddy’s lungs
I cried and smoked a blunt
Ain’t no fronts, making luck
Used to play me like chump
Now it’s 1st class out to Brooklyn
With some dussee in my cup
I got true say on my tongue
Getting comfy by my tab
I got faith but I still need some luck like really fucking bad
Look around it’s all bad luck
Hold it down till I’m back up
Stretch it, make it last bruh
Look at what I’m tasked with
And I don’t call no back up
I just need my fast bucks
Where they at huh?
Look around it’s all bad luck
Hold it down till I’m back up
Stretch it, make it last bruh
Look at what I’m tasked with
And I don’t call no back up
I just need my fast bucks
Where they at huh?
Look around it’s all bad luck
Hold it down till I’m back up
Stretch it, make it last bruh
Look at what I’m tasked with
And I don’t call no back up
I just need my fast bucks
Where they at huh?
Look around it’s all bad luck
Hold it down till I’m back up
Stretch it, make it last bruh
Look at what I’m tasked with
And I don’t call no back up
I just need my fast bucks
Where they at huh?