Official T-Rob - No Luck

I’m feeling faded
If I’m fucked up
Please don’t ask me how my day went
And If I’m turnt up
I swear ima make that day lit
I'm a smart fuck when I’m flipping through these pages
But I don’t give no fucks bout a dummy on that hate shit
I don’t act up, I don’t know what they claiming
Saying I got no luck, but I’m here on my today shit
Tryna read me might just have you steady gazing
Thought you had me figured out, bitch
I’ve been on sum greaT shiT!
I’ve been going crazy like asylum patients
People used the chances that I gave em'
Now they kinda late
Remember when these women called me dusty
I’m fresh out of patience
Same bitches crave to make me rain on them
No condensation
I do not look forward to you bitches
That was back then
I’m only looking forward to these digits
Never lacking
Won’t treat it like a score when I’m in it
Got them racks in and I’m only getting more
Too ambitious...
Is what I am!
Bitch I’m the man
Hoes always on demand
They ain’t show love when I was broke
Now I’m getting bands
Now we got banquets, remember eating eggs and ham
I don't gotta say shit once I’m sipping on that Henny
Damn I’m faded
If I’m fucked up
Please don’t ask me how my day went
And If I’m turnt up
I swear ima make that day lit
I'm a smart fuck when I’m flipping through these pages
But I don’t give no fucks bout a dummy on that hate shit
I don’t act up, I don’t know what they claiming
Saying I got no luck, but I’m here on my today shit
Tryna read me might just have you steady gazing
Thought you had me figured out, bitch
I’ve been on sum greaT shiT!
I’m not in the mood today
Words don’t feel right coming out my mouth
No Cavity, aye no sweet shit
Last time I cried was yesterday
Fuck that street shit
Why they hadda take my boy LA?
R.I.P. to you don’t sound right
Tatted on my left arm
Got that shit the same night
We was just at amazon
Working at that twilight
Shit I still can’t believe you gone
No this cannot be life...
We had endless conversations bout this paper
After getting paper, smoking it no vapor
All our haters wanna shake it
Niggas fake they got 2 faces
Conversations about death
Guess we was right, you die you "make it"
If I’m fucked up
Please don’t ask me how my day went
And If I’m turnt up
I swear ima make that day lit
I'm a smart fuck when I’m flipping through these pages
But I don’t give no fucks bout a dummy on that hate shit
I don’t act up, I don’t know what they claiming
Saying I got no luck, but I’m here on my today shit
Tryna read me might just have you steady gazing
Thought you had me figured out, bitch
I’ve been on sum greaT shiT!

Written by:
Tommy Robinson

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