Lucky Clover
I said rest in peace my fallen soilders
Top shottahs, money makers
Heartbreakin' soldiers
R.I.P the great granny
She my lucky clover
She gone guide me the right way
Yea, she still watchin' over
She still alive on my behalf, I don't know 'bout yours
I love my mom until the end, man I cherish her love
My father a real nigga, I don't know 'bout yours
Aint no fake shit in my blood, I don't know 'bout yours
I don't know 'bout yours
Always seen as number one
Never showed you number two
How I showed you im the one
But get treat like number two
I remember lovin' you, never treated like your boo
I remember lovin' you, kissing you not missing you
Not too many others left
So that mean they took the rest
Stack it up to six figures, gotta get a bigger bag
Know this one gone get em mad, I know this one gone get em mad
See me in and out the Jag
Different lane, dont do no cabs
VS2 the clarity
I know you see it jumpin' man
Dont ask for no helpin' hand
One day im gone be the man
A lot of people change when you make great decisions
Just to feel like im alright, I need like six figures
A lot of shit get me so tight, so I just keep my distance
Niggas hating on my name and hating on my talent
When im high and in the both, I could create some magic
Last bitch I had told me, baby keep on rapping
Baby thats my dream and imma make it happen (Imma make it happen)
I said rest in peace my fallen soilders
Top shottahs, money makers
Heartbreakin' soldiers
R.I.P the great granny
She my lucky clover
She gone guide me the right way
Yea, she still watchin' over
She still alive on my behalf, I don't know 'bout yours
I love my mom until the end, man I cherish her love
My father a real nigga, I don't know 'bout yours
Aint no fake shit in my blood, I don't know 'bout yours
I dont know 'bout yours
Mama love really my lucky clover
Im glad she still here
She
Really is my bestest soldier
Never hesitate to lend a shoulder
Never had me sleeping on no sofa
Never had a bed in the kitchen, slept with toaster
Taught me how to stack it
Showed me how to make it grow up
You think your life is just a game until you fucking grow up
False promises
My pops, the nigga never showed up
Probably lose it, kick me every night i fucking pour up
Yea
Till i fucking throw up
Fucking toured up
D2R get more bucks
Yea
We gone run it up
We gone fuck shit up
We aint winnnin' not enough
Yea mhmm
Yea
Mhmm, Ahhh
Mhmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
Top shottahs, money makers
Heartbreakin' soldiers
R.I.P the great granny
She my lucky clover
She gone guide me the right way
Yea, she still watchin' over
She still alive on my behalf, I don't know 'bout yours
I love my mom until the end, man I cherish her love
My father a real nigga, I don't know 'bout yours
Aint no fake shit in my blood, I don't know 'bout yours
I don't know 'bout yours
Always seen as number one
Never showed you number two
How I showed you im the one
But get treat like number two
I remember lovin' you, never treated like your boo
I remember lovin' you, kissing you not missing you
Not too many others left
So that mean they took the rest
Stack it up to six figures, gotta get a bigger bag
Know this one gone get em mad, I know this one gone get em mad
See me in and out the Jag
Different lane, dont do no cabs
VS2 the clarity
I know you see it jumpin' man
Dont ask for no helpin' hand
One day im gone be the man
A lot of people change when you make great decisions
Just to feel like im alright, I need like six figures
A lot of shit get me so tight, so I just keep my distance
Niggas hating on my name and hating on my talent
When im high and in the both, I could create some magic
Last bitch I had told me, baby keep on rapping
Baby thats my dream and imma make it happen (Imma make it happen)
I said rest in peace my fallen soilders
Top shottahs, money makers
Heartbreakin' soldiers
R.I.P the great granny
She my lucky clover
She gone guide me the right way
Yea, she still watchin' over
She still alive on my behalf, I don't know 'bout yours
I love my mom until the end, man I cherish her love
My father a real nigga, I don't know 'bout yours
Aint no fake shit in my blood, I don't know 'bout yours
I dont know 'bout yours
Mama love really my lucky clover
Im glad she still here
She
Really is my bestest soldier
Never hesitate to lend a shoulder
Never had me sleeping on no sofa
Never had a bed in the kitchen, slept with toaster
Taught me how to stack it
Showed me how to make it grow up
You think your life is just a game until you fucking grow up
False promises
My pops, the nigga never showed up
Probably lose it, kick me every night i fucking pour up
Yea
Till i fucking throw up
Fucking toured up
D2R get more bucks
Yea
We gone run it up
We gone fuck shit up
We aint winnnin' not enough
Yea mhmm
Yea
Mhmm, Ahhh
Mhmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
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Writer(s): Justin Singh, Elijah Massiah
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