Lucki Told Me Lyrics

They told me, they was like [?] push all your dreams to the side just to get high
I just went with it
Some people didn't, I did, and I'm still runnin' after my dreams, huh
Yeah, no, f*ck, all right off we go, uh-huh-uh-huh
It's like I'm staring at the stars, waiting for the Sun
And I know all this xan gon kick in soon as I come down
It's like I'm staring at the Sun, waiting for the stars
And I know all this drugs gon' kick off soon as I touch down

I got them super yaps, stickin' shit, I do 'em or just sell 'em
You got them too if everybody got em who gon sell 'em?
They servin' pics 'n' money, got the win, game fixin'
Don't even need the money I just pop 'em f*ck the dealin'
Make sure I call my man, 'cause he got everything we need
Give me mines I give you yours, if he stepped on track I fee
Through my pack clean good packs, got every pill popper on e
Then they include myself, but in the end this ain't 'bout me

'Cause money told me baby you that nigga, you that nigga
My classmates told me: "Boy you kinda crazy, can't f*ck with ya" My niggas told me: "Lucki, less sob stories and more swishers"
And I was like yeah, man y'all right, why I'm bitchin'?

Why money change the world, why bitches want me back now?
And all I want is raw I seen too much of smackdown
I know, I know, I power tripped, I been across the map now
Call Carlos, get that atlas, won't believe why I need that now
'Cause all I want is cool cribs, good jeans, have a few kids
Models and them black mags stolen from The Cool Kids
All I want is cool cribs, get foster home some Bloo kids
Models and some tiger wheels, damn look at the cool kids
Ahh, f*ck that

'Cause money told me baby you that nigga, you that nigga
My classmates told me: "Boy, you kinda crazy, can't f*ck with ya"
My niggas told me: "Lucki, less sob stories in my swishers"
And I was like yeah, man y'all right, why I'm bitchin'?
Why I'm bitchin'?
Why I'm bitchin'?
They tell me why-a bitchin'?
They tell me why-a bitchin'?

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