MXRS - I'm Lucky

Yeah
I ain't blessed I'm lucky, tell them niggas fall off me
Know some niggas that watch my moves, I can't lose, touch me
If I'm shootin' its buckets, ten toes with my cousins
If I tell my niggas that we gotta move, then we gotta shoot, like it's nothing
Hoppin' out the booth, like I'm in a new mood
Bad bitches and them demons, like I'm Jimmy Two-Shoes
Comin' through drippin blood, I ain't yellin suwoo
All this money I done blew, like I know some crips too
Bands floodin' out the crypto currency, know them niggas heard of me
Every time I kill a beat, murder in the third degree
I'm just tryna stack my cheese, aged cheddar or the brie
I bring disaster to the beat, the studio covered in debris (damn)
I gotta lay low, trappin' out the same clothes
They been ringing bells, I let the metal ring like halo
I just need a Jenny from the block, I need a J-LO
Bad Spanish shorty Western Union me the pesos
Gotta push the payload, beam on me like Kano
Them niggas want beef, I'll be the waiter if you say so
They know that I'm speaking honestly, feed the family
Gotta bring a couple Glocks and blades, more than words if you gon' damage me
Get it hot, raise the temperature, I ain't really fuckin' with you amateurs
We let something ring, like something's wrong, like where's the manager?
Take that bitch I had it first, remember when I had it worse (yeah)
I ain't really blessed, but yeah it works
I ain't blessed I'm lucky, tell them niggas fall off me
Know some niggas that watch my moves, I can't lose, touch me
If I'm shootin' its buckets, ten toes with my cousins
If I tell my niggas that we gotta move, then we gotta shoot, like it's nothing
Hoppin' out the booth, like I'm in a new mood
Bad bitches and them demons, like I'm Jimmy Two-Shoes
Comin' through drippin blood, I ain't yellin suwoo
All this money I done blew, like I know some crips too
Back in the day man I was down bad, sellin' dime bags
Nigga was lost but I had to find that, this is my path
I had to get it and bring that shit right back, had to slide fast
And if I did them niggas wrong somebody tell em' my bad
Had to do it for the bag I was chasing, I'm not sorry
I been on the road, probably missed it if you called me
I had shorty tell me that she loved me, now she lonely
You ain't really love me and if you did, then that's the old me (Mhm)
I had shorty tell me I'm the worst, she just love to hit me where it hurts
Say you hate me, yeah I hate you first, I just had to leave her in the dirt
I had shorty tell me I'm the worst, she just love to hit me where it hurts
Say you hate me, well I hate you first, girl you not a blessing you a curse
I ain't blessed I'm lucky, tell them niggas fall off me
Know some niggas that watch my moves, I can't lose, touch me
If I'm shootin' its buckets, ten toes with my cousins
If I tell my niggas that we gotta move, then we gotta shoot, like it's nothing
Hoppin' out the booth, like I'm in a new mood
Bad bitches and them demons, like I'm Jimmy Two-Shoes
Comin' through drippin blood, I ain't yellin' suwoo
All this money I done blew, like I know some crips too

Written by:
Shemar Higgins

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