Unlucky

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Unlucky

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Duration: 9:42

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[Intro] (I really like to use cash!) Cheetah World, yo, yo [Hook] None of this shit work, none of this shit work (This shit work) None of this shit work, none of this shit work (This shit work) None of this shit work (This shit work) Bitch you got me hurt (Got me hurt) I ran up a bag and I still sometimes feel worse (Sometimes feel worse) [Chorus] I abuse drugs, she ran outta love (Ran outta love) I thought I was lucky, my life fuckin' sucks (My life fuckin' sucks) Thought that I got lucky, now my life, it fuckin' sucks (Fuckin' sucks) I'm in such a rut, man I couldn't give a fuck (Plug) I get fried to the beat, then I rap my ass off (Rap my ass off) Throw a tag on it, (Baby Beel) Then I drop the song (Then I drop the song) [Verse] Which one you want goin', bitch? The blunt or the bump (Or the bump) Money been long and them stacks too tall (Stacks too tall) Vetements or the 'Gelas, bitch I'm steppin' too hard (Steppin' too hard) Copped that bitch some Tabis, but she broke me off (Broke me off) I-I don't give a fuck, bitch I'm still smokin' strong (Smokin' strong) Know I'm steady totin' on my fuckin' Chrome and some za (And some za) I can't come to that show if I can't bring in my knock (Bring in my knock) I know she on molly, I watched that bitch draw a lot (Draw a lot) [Bridge] I step on the stage and these bitches starstruck (Starstruck) Yo, I'm just mad 'cause- [Hook] None of this shit work, none of this shit work (This shit work) None of this shit work, none of this shit work (This shit work) None of this shit work (This shit work) Bitch you got me hurt (Got me hurt) I ran up a bag and I still sometimes feel worse (Sometimes feel worse) [Chorus] I abuse drugs, she ran outta love (Ran outta love) I thought I was lucky, my life fuckin' sucks (My life fuckin' sucks) Thought that I got lucky, now my life, it fuckin' sucks (Fuckin' sucks) I'm in such a rut, man I couldn't give a fuck (Give a fuck) I get fried to the beat, then I rap my ass off (Rap my ass off) Throw a tag on it, (Baby Beel) Then I drop the song (Then I drop the song) [Verse] [Verse] Which one you want goin', bitch? The blunt or the bump (Or the bump) Money been long and them stacks too tall (Stacks too tall) Vetements or the 'Gelas, bitch I'm steppin' too hard (Steppin' too hard) Copped that bitch some Tabis, but she broke me off (Broke me off) I-I don't give a fuck, bitch I'm still smokin' strong (Smokin' strong) Know I'm steady totin' on my fuckin' Chrome and some za (And some za) I can't come to that show if I can't bring in my knock (Bring in my knock) I know she on molly, I watched that bitch draw a lot (Draw a lot) [Outro] I step on the stage and these bitches starstruck (Starstruck) I just want my cup, I just need more blunts (Need more blunts) I don't need no love, might trust (Might trust) I don't need no love, bitch, might trust (Might trust) (Might trust, might trust) (Might trust, might trust)

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  • yuke