Good Luck For Real

Lyrics

[Intro] Is somebody else with him tonight? (Woo) Uh, uh-huh Uh, alright, alright, alright, yeah Peep [Verse 1] Plenty nights I been killing the game Spot up shot, but I'm still in the paint, mm Be the same ones who be shaking your hands Behind your back, switch up like Vivian Banks, ah Lighten up, gimme the ball I still son boys, Uncle Phillip, of course I feed the fam first, then second is y'all I know I ain't no saint but I'm feeling absolved Too bad to fold (Come on) It ain't about some goals why we chatting for? 'Cause I ain't with the back and forth like McEnroe No lie, it's bow tie 'cause we at ya throat Now you know, moves tactical Jehovah my witness baby, I'm at your door For the cash and more count it fast and slow The dope man that a-keep her coming back for more Dope man got a line out the door [Chorus] Fast forward to my gold wrist, purple chrome Twenty-four karats around the birthstone Robe silk, work from home Have it my way 'til the curtains close Like wow, look at that custom build Whip the sedan like a Batmobile Like wow, how you get up for real? You got good luck for real Yeah, it's like that [Interlude] You better talk to 'em [Verse 2] My pops always told me That I could be anything I meant to Enter self-destruction in my mental Chastity belt 'cause I ain't ever gave a fuck Best beware of those who next to check ya When your Alka-Seltzer popping when ya took a rest They left ya hanging, stop it, partner It's too late to try to hang with us We the runners of the year, this the tortoise and the hare This the doggy-style, yeah, 'cause I came up out the rear Speaking of, I'm a gentleman, I pull out like a chair If you want the truth, I dare you, I end ya career Taking off like a rocket, either you don't or you got it Ain't do no magma cum laude, I graduated regardless Believe the dream is upon us with every cell in my body This ain't a threat, it's a promise and ain't nobody can stop it You know it's prophecy, bitch [Bridge] I ain't need luck back then And I damn sure don't now I ain't need luck back then And I damn sure don't now You were fronting from the jump back then And I damn sure showed out Got a hundred at your pump and ran 'Cause I can't just slow down I ain't need luck back then And I damn sure don't now I ain't need luck back then And I damn sure don't now You were fronting from the jump back then And I damn sure showed out Got a hundred at your pump and ran 'Cause I can't just slow down [Chorus] Gold wrist, purple chrome Twenty-four karats around the birthstone Robe silk, work from home Have it my way 'til the curtains close Like, wow, look at that custom build Whip the sedan like a Batmobile Like, wow, how you get up for real? You got good luck for real Yeah, it's like that [Outro] Every single night, up and down On the block, in the club You don't even pick up the phone no more