Lucky Me ft. Z.A.C.H Lyrics

I feel so lucky

To be in between your love

Oh, I feel so worthy

Of being loved

Love love, love love, love

This a new territory

But baby don't be scared for me ready for some new shit

Lately you been on my mind it's been wearing on me

And I'm wondering if you feel the same, I didn't mean to care about you

Something bout your voice and it just compliments that air about you

Skin so fair I gotta question all your whereabouts

You put me in the middle like Malcolm and you wear it out

Let me drown

Lucky me

That I'm the one you could let down

Lucky you

It's rude

To hold your hand like grudges

Lucky for this weed

She roll it like it's with the punches

Inconceivable

Inconvenience

I really don't agree with

Receiving these treatments

Sent with Ciao and Capeeshs

She treat my pet peeves

Like pets tied to leashes

She said I'd never fit in

I get in

I fit like niches

Well rounded

Well season

From some salt up in my lesions

Lighter like a beacon

You can peep it through the sequins

Seasons of weakness

Every week you'd send scenes of you indecent

To my screen for viewing pleasure

To remind me of all the things that I'm missing out

But I don't really get nostalgic

I'm not throw into a panic

Z.a burn the pot ceramics

Man going manic

Tantric fighter by my lonesome

Lucky us

Neither one of us can decipher the one that's broken yeah

I feel so lucky

To be in between your love

Oh, I feel so worthy

Of being loved

Love love, love love, love

Let me breathe

I could use ya expertise

To walk the thin line trapeze

I feel lucky to know I can't control the unknown

I feel lucky whenever I get some time all alone

I feel lucky to be able to answer your calls

I feel lucky self awareness for all of my flaws

I feel lucky when we cross this bridge we won't pay a toll

Lull you in

Roll a paper a scroll

Dodge the patrol

Steer you wrong cruise

Burn the flame

Keep the coal

Colored boy covered in colors

I've been Told I'm never dull

Paint me as a villain better get my good angle

I feel lucky I'm able to say I'm over this tango

I feel lucky I'll walk a mile of the strength of my ankles

It's unlucky with this length I gotta make you a stranger

Eye to eye until we sit adjacent

When you announce that I'm here I need annunciation

I let it burn

Turn into cremation

Fallen sand

My head buried in it

Understand

Communication wasn't initiated

Still confirmed not every deal is a negotiation

Missing friends who association

Would shape me for who

Into I am

A few molded like a flooded basement

She wonders why I conducted patience

I told her

I'm not eager to see my peace fly

Or dip tortilla chip in a Pico to Gallo

She'll pick a guy who don't match her credentials