Ya Call It Luck Lyrics

Devil wasted all my time did he waste yours too

The lord is stronger then you

He asking for my soul but don't know that the lord is true

The lord is stronger then you

Lord forgive em they don't know what they do

They say pressure bust pipes bring them closer to you

All them cold and Lonely night in the church in the pews

Help me see a brighter light past the stars and the moon

paper plates paper towels plastic fork and a spoon

Walked miles in Jordan 4s from December to June

Turn my back on close doors where im mention in room

Can't let 'em box like Skype in a snap or zoom

We all eventually in this life recive a name on a tomb

Been a misfit ever since I came up out of that womb

I was tucked up in a shell I had to bust the cacoon

All this hating made me sick now a nigga immune

They gave up I didn't quit no need to assume

It was all about growth I had to blossom and bloom

The point to pick up from the floor like the bottom of brooms

I let this shit ring before I release my daughter to groom

You don't know what it feels like

Park benches in the winter them cold night

All pain made turn heart into crushed ice

But ya calling it luck right

Out of sight out mind drove different ambition

For five years I was cursing with 30 suspensions

I'm that nigga that was always in and out of detention

All these goals I did for self wasn't seeking attention

Isolation is the worst when you focus on winning

Even when I pop a perk I don't heal from the feeling

Swear a nigga still cursed from all the days I been sinning

I kept treading through dirt you know the mud ment for slipping

They sticking needles just to bundle up and blanket no nitting

I still have dreams of waking up seeing my momma in kitchen

I had to collar all my green before I ate any chicken

I was graced with a blessing Just to eat like thanksgiving

They say pies stay cooler when they stuff in a fridge

Any business is more smother with water under the bridge

I'm a different type of drip you niggas a smidge

Catch heat from this pipe and get smoke like a rig

Your boy to sick I spit on the wake up

I'll bend your bitch over while she doing her make up

baking like a bakery rasin this cake up

Your dead if you take from me I'll shrivel your grape up

Get Line like tape ups Black hoodies and black up

This my drillmatic no floping the games up

Semi automatic cause static you better duck

See maniak a menace to vicious I run amok

If it anit about the bucks I don't pay no mind

See I'm sticking to them numbers hands always on time

Put you in a box if you clown one of mine

And make your brain transform like Optimus prime

I was left in the dark so I was destined to shine

Same drink bitter taste so I get better like wine

I anit competing in no race I just fell in the line

We was taught to fuck up achiving wasnt designed