PJ Funk - No Luck

Pulled up sticking out like a sour thumb
Pour it up now we finna get more dumb
And I came from the state of the gold rush
So I get mine and I hope you get yo' bucks
Smoke some post up bomb weed it get rolled up
I ain't got beef but I'm still finna swole up
Ooo and I think that she chose up
She gone bring it right back like a tow truck
Show out that's whenever I show up
'Cause I need my money as long as a totem
But I thought I told 'em that we bouta go up
We chunking the deuce and I'm throwing my coast up
And it's all off of skill baby no luck
No lames peep game if I don't trust
Real recognize real y'all get no love
You ain't gotta lie to kick it dawg aye don't front
I go in like I'm supposed to, y'all ain't got no juice
You could get the money but don't let it control you
Eating good nowadays like it's soul food
Speaking down on my name but it's no use
All my G's in these streets we like prophets
Out of sight out of mind like a comet
Ain't no one way in you got options
Breaking in the game just like a locksmith
Breaking in the game just like a locksmith
Once I start it no you cannot stop this
Geeked up stay floating around up in the cockpit
I used to have a brain until I lost it
We ain't one up in the same, but I ain't one to be to blame
It's like Sega I'll hit 'em with that old school game
And I'm getting to the paper on a whole new page
Finna turn it up when we do it on stage
Said we finna turn it up when we do it on stage
We just do it for the fam we don't do it for the fame
Tryna see the better days, we done been through the rain
At a young age we done been through the pain, aye
Not much to lose just gain that's why I take flight just like the next plane, dang
Day to day I need change
I got tricks up my sleeve just like David Blaine
And I lost me a few so I can't be the same
Stay prayed up so I take a leap of faith
When you stay real then you can see the fake
They done passed me the torch they done gave me the flames
All my G's in these streets we like prophets
Out of sight out of mind like a comet
Ain't no one way in you got options
Breaking in the game just like a locksmith
Breaking in the game just like a locksmith
Once I start it no you cannot stop this
Geeked up stay floating around up in the cockpit
I used to have a brain until I lost it

Written by:
Paul Funkugub

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