Lucky You

Had a cup of coffee

Sat around thinking about nothing
Honestly

Count to my death when I fall asleep
I lose my shit, it's too Far to see
Key to success is don't follow me

It's Exhausting, honestly
I'm in the kitchen whipping dishes, astonishing
Only thing you've ever added is some Parsley
I'm the only real chef here, pardon me
Bitch pardon me
Generalizations don't apply me
I'm from the rock bottom baby, not inclined to speak
I had a few rough hands and my poker face back
Jean Claude van dam 5'10 I'm the Mack

Talk some more shit, imma put you on your back
If i end your shit, it won't be from a GAT
It'll be my from hands
Only thing I'm given to create what I am
How the fuck you feeling? Feeling great? You the man?
Like the ceiling fan, keep spinning, round and round in my head

Here we go again
I ain't doing shit, living through a pen
Trying to be more than The best I am
I just wanna be more than the mess I am

It's true, when I shake your hand, I'm not impressed with you
When you smile in my face, it's an anxious dude
Trying to replace me with you

Lucky you
Smile on your face
I'll erase it soon

In a brand new car, smoking rock
On the moon

Flying out to space
Fuck you thinking dude?

Lucky you
Keep me by the waist
Yes I thank you too
Put me in my place
I'm a slave to you

Smile
You're the greatest
You're degrading
It's true



Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Hyde
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