Lucked Up Lyrics

Don't know why the fuck I even miss you

Got some better bitches on my list too

Erasing all my bitches they utensils

They thought I had a problem, got some issues, I know I got some issues

Ion like to talk ab my problems unless I'm with you

Doggy on the phone and I'm at home, he in the kennel

Mikey that's the bro, that's my backbone, for him I'll kill you

Ain't no 1on1s, don't care about the buckets he'll give you

1 of 1, he had a money symbol in his pistol

I'm the one that's taking all they bitches for they mental

Smoking runtz this shit too loud i can't even hear a little

Said i grew up watching Penny Proud no Malcom in the Middle

She gone pull her pants down and I ain't get her info

Want me meeting family now, her moms read on a kindle

I was wearing hand me downs growing up in middle school

I know she wanna see me now that money grow like physicals

I can't see a thing but money, that's my visual

Cartier lenses it's funny how I'm missing you

Do that damn dance, don't stop until I finish boo

The way she use her head she not a student she a principal

Call me not attending you cause I can find like ten of you

If she not a eater swear to god I'm from rid of you

Mama said there's 1 of me, I gotta keep my gun with me

Chilling with my demons in my dreams because they fuck with me

Ion want your company, I know that you ain't loving me

Know I'm too conceited, been through way too much to humble me

Getting through it luckily, the time I spent just struggling

Know I gotta get it cause I cant go back fucked up again

Yeah

I was fucked up

Chilling with the bro, we making plans to get our bucks up

Smack a nigga, use my bare hands, don't get it fucked up

Know they thought I'd never get some bands but i just lucked up