Fortune (The One Half)

Album fucking dropped, now pop the champagne
On this you don't go crazy, you go fuckin' insane
I'm here for fun baby, I'm here to entertain
I could spit forever, I got cardio like Cain
Waking up too late, I got no time to record
Arizona love, already there I'm adored
Driving to work bumping my shit is it's own reward
I got something else to say my brother, I'm bored
Walking around, dripping in my new Jordan's
$800 mint, your Grandma cant afford 'em
Now I'm walking and talking, bitch I'm heading towards
To this fuckass studio, now my legacy's restored
I can tell a story like a fucking campaign
This shit ain't no Mona Lisa motherfucker I ain't Wayne
Grabing a guitar now I'm in my domain
Give me a second, bout to snap the fuck off like cocaine

Bounce back, what the fuck is all of this?
I ain't stepping' in no mosh, I ain't getting punched and kicked
I be on stage, I command every pit
White chick said we going to hard, too bad bitch
Rapping for Me's a bad habit
This flow and this jam is a bonafide magnet
I need to cut this shit up, grab me a hatchet
I've dressed in black for way too long now bitch, I'm a bandit

I don't like talking to you, you sound too petty
You still inspired by that wack shit with Mom's spaghetti
I'm only getting started bitch, now I'm a bouncing betty
Most of you don't get the reference, that's alright, now check it
I'm sitting here and I'm jus' tryna deliver
I'm writing lines hoping that I don't sound familiar
Tryna kill this ukulele shit, fuck you Rachel
Smash that shit over you head, that's what the fuck y'all pay for
I hope I'm making good cash, shit won't lie
I wanna get shit for my family, hopefully I can provide
I ain't looking for a tutor, shit I don't need a guide
My rap career can die by suicide, that's mine to decide

Part one of the two, this bitch is divided
My song seemed kinda short, that's why I times it
Nobody on my mind, nah I ain't tryna slide in
I know what you going through Rico, I'm right beside you

Stunt rap, we fast track, I die with my pride
I change for no one but me, that's the shit I imply
If you could fucking see me now you'd be looking in the eyes
Of a rapper tryna make it, this underground will survive
Between us is a disconnect
I don't wanna hear your bullshit, no disrespect
Hypocrite, toxic, now it's me you infect
You stopping me from being me, so what the fuck you expect?

I pour my heart into this track, I don't think y'all understand
This is the Fortune that I'm playing with, It slipped right out my hands
But I'm a Lucky motherfucker where I'm at, I got plans
Ain't nobody gonna stop me, so fuck all y'all demands
I pick my friend's carefully, and no they ain't bought
They do say we friends cuz they got paid by my Mom
Nah them bitches in my circle, let them onto my yacht
That I don't got, untie the knot, we just stole a yacht
We staying in the sun, blazing in the summer
This bitch writing "C-ARROW" cuz I know he really love her
You better write something that would really really stun her
Body boxing ain't your thing anymore, now you a lover
I did something you ain't, now you do it
If I did it once, you can do it, dream lucid
You might want somebody who done it for the reviewing
You only get better, this is something we'd pursue

Ball hard my brothers, we fuckin did it
Don't push your problems on others, I forbid it
Unless you got somebody to talk to, go get it
But this is our time, from here on out you know the rest
Ball hard my brothers, we fuckin killed it
I hope that you gon' write a song, you swore you didn't
I'm getting a feature if you did, go spit it
But this is your rhyme, your fortune, go get it



Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Rompa
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