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Big Sean – Lucky Me Lyrics

Big Sean – Lucky Me Lyrics
Big Sean – Lucky Me Lyrics

Big Sean – Lucky Me Lyrics. Lucky me


If they want my spot, then they gotta come for me


Just know I want this shit more than whatever it is you want from me


And the only thought at night that comforts me is starvin’ whoever’s huntin’ me


Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing’s free


And separated from hell by one degree


Surrounded by niggas who did first degree


And the other ones that never got they first degree, sheesh


Lucky me (Nigga!)


Yeah, I done slashed hoes like I’m Slash on some rock star shit


Even bought Slash old crib, that’s rock star as it gets


And have my hands on the R&B legends you couldn’t handle


Whether you do music or not, you wish you could sample


And I had to live through the scandals


Public humiliations and breakups on camera


It’s a living nightmare when your dream girl has to get canceled


And you gotta delete all the photos and shit like you never Instagrammed it


And you get off-track but somehow you gotta stay transit


Man, lucky me


I was diagnosed with a heart disease at 19


Could barely stand on my feet


Doctors said they had to cut it open, put a pacemaker on it to put it back on beat


‘Til my mama took me to holistic doctors and they prescribed me magnesium for two weeks


Went back to the regular doctors and they said, “Huh, damn, looks like we don’t need to proceed”


That’s how I know that western medicine weak


Man, lucky me, to be the chosen one


And saved for the special occasions like I was Opus One


You know, and I’ma live forever like Walt Disney, the frozen one


Done flew so many times past the limit, I didn’t even know it was one


And face our problems head-on when they told us to run


And ran it up in a city where no one would come


When I had literally died but then came back alive


And it’s the furthest thing that I know from over and done


And I don’t even have to say it, you know where I’m from, bitch (Yeah, yeah)


Lucky me, lucky who? (Lucky) Lucky, true


It’s a wonder what prayer, working smart and love can do


And y’all got an efficient and humble crew


And you got a long list of the things y’all wanna do


Shit, who knows, lucky me can turn into lucky you


We turned nothing to something so much it’s nothing new


I know lady luck so well, I swear that’s like my bottom bitch, number two


Doing what we love and choose with lots to lose and more to prove


Ain’t running from nothing but haven’t lost sight of the finish line that we been runnin’ to


Lil’ bitch, this Detroit-fucking-2


My thoughts is all-black, yeah, I’m back to the roots


Fuck your white flag, ho, I don’t want no truce


And we all in the huddle, they like, “It’s on you”


Hm, lucky me (Me), pressure’s what I eat


Ain’t no roses at my feet, just the blood on the concrete, look (Hit-Boy on the beat, so bitch you gotta go berserk)

The mission is covert


I stuck to the code and you don’t know the code word


Once they start me up then just know that it’s over (Woah, woah)


My soul is on solace, surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers


World turned me cold, game turned me colder


Sittin’ courtside lookin’ like I’m finna be the fuckin’ future owner (Woah)


Cup runneth over and she comin’ over (Woah)


And she told me that her lil’ bro wanna be me when he older (That’s facts)

Look, I ain’t gon’ hold you, though


Put in my family, I feel like Utopia


Falling in love with a slut is my phobia


My whole team first class, so it ain’t no coachin’ us

Woah there, don’t go there, now slow down lil’ brodie


I know you don’t know me


I’m buffed up, my chest up, I feel like Hulk Hogan


I walk in the building like everybody owe me


Move heaven on Earth, this shit feel like erosion


The Don, I’m the king, I’m consultin’ the soldiers


You talk to me nice and not real, I’m insulted


I bet on myself, ain’t no way my hand’s folding


What’s a limitation? Fuck your validation


I don’t got a figure, God flow, got it renovated


Demon slayer and my bitch slayin’, legendary, it’s insinuated


Two guards outside barricaded while I’m serenadin’ (Yeah)


Paradise covin’ while I’m stroking


Pussy tight, I’m claustrophobic


She so damn down and devoted


Got me wondering what’s her motives (What’s her-)


Remember my feelings don’t mean shit to none of my goals, so I gotta stay focused


The city is soulless, this shit get too vulgar


Seen bodies wrapped up in them white sheets, no COVID

The mission is covert


I stuck to the code and you don’t know the code word


Once they start me up then just know that it’s over (Woah, woah)


My soul is on solace, surrounded by angels and soldiers on soldiers


World turned me cold, game turned me colder


Sittin’ courtside lookin’ like I’m finna be the fuckin’ future owner (Woah)


Cup runneth over and she comin’ over (Woah)


And she told me that her lil’ bro wanna be me when he older (That’s facts)

Look, I ain’t gon’ hold you, though


Put in my family, I feel like Utopia


Falling in love with a slut is my phobia


My whole team first class, so it ain’t no coachin’ us (Yeah), yeah

My whole team first class so it ain’t no coachin’ us


Nobody over us, ‘cept the ones we lost that stay watchin’ over us (Amen)


Prayin’ (Love you guys so much), prayin’ (Yeah)


Say “Amen” (Yeah), I’m lucky


She gon’ wait on me (Wait on me), pleasure (Pressure)


Lucky me (Yeah)

LARRY GAAGA Ft UMU OBILIGBO x DAVIDO – Doubting Thomas Lyrics

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