11:11 Goat Flow

You is now tuned into the life of luck
One thing you got to know its always been me vs me
That's why I feel like a nigga can't lose
Shit feel like the goat
Welcome to the life of luck
This shit not on me it's in me
And even when you think it's in me it is me
Know this or know nothing

I made them changes to my life and altered my reality
If I didn't chase my dreams waking up would be a tragedy
I call myself a God first thing they think is blasphemy
If I make my own heaven on earth what I'm actually
I was looking at the hand I was dealt played it off casually
I made something out of northing turned to a masterpiece
Now Benjamin and Jackson working they on the faculty
No crook necked flow I promise they gone look back at me

And I seen this shit coming like Dejavu
And you can always call on me Badu
And if that loyalty is showed I give it back times two
Tied the knot with the rubber bands I said yes I do

And I'm suppose to be here all this shit was divine
I got a way with these words I turn that water to wine
I got the spirit of a boss made with proper design
Run jump skip crawl just to get to the line

Odds wasn't in my favor they was expecting me to fall
I never miss an opportunity
I just only miss my dogs
High beam vision
It help me see straight through the fog
The only ones that get my last is the ones I can call

A mad scientist
I figured out that perfect equation
If one fall we all fall hell of a calculation
Bitch I'm the one that's that number to the combination
And I go kick it with the gang get money conversations

And I can always read the bluff the face I'm giving is poker
I got these spades up in my hand still watch out for them jokers
And I finesse with the best I never move mediocre
And if I got to set the bar then it will never be lower
You gone soar with them eagles
Or fly low with them vultures
We was drawing up them plays ain't have nobody to coach us
Ain't no running out when you the source my cup runneth over
Said ain't no running out when you the source my cup runneth over

And one thing about me I'm always keeping it playa
I had to grind for this shit you see the mud on my ankles
And I ain't pulling up a chair this time I'm bringing the table
Thoroughbred gone be this way from the grave to the cradle

We was tryna serve for them racks like we at wimbeldon
Young hustla big ass buck just like I'm Middleton
You looking at a made man I'm not ya average citizen
Heaven sent cross me wrong that's when it get militant

Odds wasn't in my favor they was expecting me to fall
I never miss an opportunity
I just only my dogs
High beam vision
It help me see straight through the fog
The only ones that get my last is the ones I can call

A mad scientist
I figured out that perfect equation
If one fall we all fall that's the calculation
Bitch I'm the one that's that number to the combination
And I go kick it with the gang get money conversations