Down On My Luck (Originally Performed By Vic Mensa) [karaoke Version]

When I get down on my luck I hide behind my eyes in Hollywood
They saying what you know, but who you know
You need to know someone or know no one
When I get down on my luck I roll one up and roll around and vamonos
Lost some years, I used to know, I know my faith like bullets in a shotgun

She loves to dream, living in and off and out of mind
The space and time, she taste the line, the lies, the life
Of where you might just say she stays to go nowhere
Midnight scenes from an old romantic movie
Used up ruby, there today I say what's different
I can take you if you wonderin', if you wanna go there
No, no, no, no
Love, love, love, love

Do you think about things you say you don't?
Baby, I know you do, why why is she over clue?
Ooh look at you, look at you!
Do you think things to stoop who you know?
Cause I told you too, why you listen to 'em?
Hands up, middle finger to 'em!
Fuck that, get down!

When I get down on my luck I hide behind my eyes in Hollywood
They saying what you know, but who you know
You need to know someone or know no one
When I get down on my luck I roll one up and roll around and vamonos
Lost some years, I used to know, I know my faith like bullets in a shotgun
When I get down on my luck, when I get down on my luck

Do you think about things you say you don't?
Baby, I know you do, why why is she over clue?
Ooh look at you, look at you!
Do you think things to stoop who you know?
Cause I told you too, why you listen to 'em?
Hands up, middle finger to 'em!
Fuck that, get down!



Credits
Writer(s): Ommas Keith-graham, Stefan Ponce, Victor Kwesi Mensah, Peter Wilkins, Cameron Duane Osteen
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