Beginner's Luck
I hope I got beginners luck
Cause When I look around
It's like everybody lucking up
When it's gone be us
This shit ain't enough
If this beginners luck
My 380 tucked
Cause niggas sneaky
But a chick a Fuck
Just to set you up
If this beginners luck
I don't give a fuck
I'm Tryna live it up
For my niggas that ain't lived Enough
If this beginners luck
Don't ask me how it happened
I Dropped outta college
Picked up some clippers
Now im rapping
Shit Something gotta shake
I can't keep going off of fate
But I still Thank God I'm alive
Cause some of my brothers died
Or in a cage till they rot
Had to watch my momma cry
Pops work 9-5 plus that over time
Man I know my nigga tired
Life passing me by
I'm fuckin round getting high
Claim it's to get inspired
Scared to chase my desires
Hoping shorties go low
Scrambling for some dough
Smiling all in yo face
This pain I can't show
If this beginners luck
I ain't giving up
Pray you got my trust
Cause That shit is a must
I'm front and center
Stackin up them back ends
So If money the conversation
Let's get it Crackin
Had to get up and get mine
Taught myself how to grind
Wipe my eyes when I cry
And Tell myself To keep trying
Focus on the marathon
Fuck focusing on placing
Im scared to face god
Fuck obstacles I'm facing
City so cold
It got niggas hot headed
For that cheese
They out leaving niggas shredded
Niggas so sickening
And I got clips full of syringes
Ready to fill these niggas Prescriptions
Who voice reason In Cleveland
I done seen OGs get salty
And forget to act seasoned
That pressure get high
When it's a lot at stake
And you got niggas like me
Coming for yo whole plate
Man I'm just tryna be great
I know I got what it takes
Really I'm tryna escape
Surprised I don't pop pills
From all the pain and aches
I just OD on OG
And call it a day
Like I be working too late
Now shorty all in my face
All she want is my time
But I got money to make
A nigga said I'm a downgrade
Thats some shit I can't shake
Now I'm Knocking down niggas
Tryna stand in my way
And Bitch its Check Mate
If this beginners luck
Keep the bandwagon
They making noise
With them instruments
Shit sign me up for Band practice
As of late
The shit I orchestrate
Make me wonder
If my surface been scraped
I hope I got beginners luck
Cause When I look around
It's like everybody lucking up
Its finna be us
Cause i done had enough
Cause When I look around
It's like everybody lucking up
When it's gone be us
This shit ain't enough
If this beginners luck
My 380 tucked
Cause niggas sneaky
But a chick a Fuck
Just to set you up
If this beginners luck
I don't give a fuck
I'm Tryna live it up
For my niggas that ain't lived Enough
If this beginners luck
Don't ask me how it happened
I Dropped outta college
Picked up some clippers
Now im rapping
Shit Something gotta shake
I can't keep going off of fate
But I still Thank God I'm alive
Cause some of my brothers died
Or in a cage till they rot
Had to watch my momma cry
Pops work 9-5 plus that over time
Man I know my nigga tired
Life passing me by
I'm fuckin round getting high
Claim it's to get inspired
Scared to chase my desires
Hoping shorties go low
Scrambling for some dough
Smiling all in yo face
This pain I can't show
If this beginners luck
I ain't giving up
Pray you got my trust
Cause That shit is a must
I'm front and center
Stackin up them back ends
So If money the conversation
Let's get it Crackin
Had to get up and get mine
Taught myself how to grind
Wipe my eyes when I cry
And Tell myself To keep trying
Focus on the marathon
Fuck focusing on placing
Im scared to face god
Fuck obstacles I'm facing
City so cold
It got niggas hot headed
For that cheese
They out leaving niggas shredded
Niggas so sickening
And I got clips full of syringes
Ready to fill these niggas Prescriptions
Who voice reason In Cleveland
I done seen OGs get salty
And forget to act seasoned
That pressure get high
When it's a lot at stake
And you got niggas like me
Coming for yo whole plate
Man I'm just tryna be great
I know I got what it takes
Really I'm tryna escape
Surprised I don't pop pills
From all the pain and aches
I just OD on OG
And call it a day
Like I be working too late
Now shorty all in my face
All she want is my time
But I got money to make
A nigga said I'm a downgrade
Thats some shit I can't shake
Now I'm Knocking down niggas
Tryna stand in my way
And Bitch its Check Mate
If this beginners luck
Keep the bandwagon
They making noise
With them instruments
Shit sign me up for Band practice
As of late
The shit I orchestrate
Make me wonder
If my surface been scraped
I hope I got beginners luck
Cause When I look around
It's like everybody lucking up
Its finna be us
Cause i done had enough
Credits
Writer(s): Bernard Branner Jr.
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.