Текст CHVSE – Lucky You (Remix)
Текст:
Yeah, Chase, Woo, Woo, Yeah, Look
I done came a long way now I profit off my rapping
Long days, long days always push myself to practice
No fakes, no fakes I ain’t trusting how they acting
No way, no way ‘Cause they fake and made of plastic
Who are you? What do you do?
That benefits me and not just you
You want clout and you want cash
Fuck out my face, you killing my mood
Killing my buzz, killing my views
Killing my love, man you’re killing me too
I should kill you but I won’t, lucky you, fuck you too
Get it and switch up on me
Loving the vision that I see
Fucking degenerate always looking to benefit never selling a single or CD
So you get in my circle and low key
Try to weasel yourself on my team
Fucking degenerate always looking to benefit never helping a homie with no fee
No fee
Show me
That you’re making amends
But why should I go out my way to fucking help you again
‘Cause bitch I never fucking knew you as an artist or friend
You seen the money in my pocket and you want a percent
So now you hopping up on my dick
Trying to go cop my cheque
Thinking that if you play the right cards I’ll be handing the cash for rent
I don’t really want no friends
Sticking to myself is best
‘Cause all these motherfuckers in the game right now want money they don’t want respect
Who are you? What do you do?
That benefits me and not just you
You want clout and you want cash
Fuck out my face, you killing my mood
Killing my buzz, killing my views
Killing my love, man you’re killing me too
I should kill you but I won’t, lucky you, fuck you too
Get it and switch up on me
Loving the vision that I see
Fucking degenerate always looking to benefit never selling a single or CD
So you get in my circle and low key
Try to weasel yourself on my team
Fucking degenerate always looking to benefit never helping a homie with no fee
No fee
Show me
That you’re making amends
But why should I go out my way to fucking help you again
‘Cause bitch I never fucking knew you as an artist or friend
You seen the money in my pocket and you want a percent
So now you hopping up on my dick
Trying to go cop my cheque
Thinking that if you play the right cards I’ll be handing the cash for rent
I don’t really want no friends
Sticking to myself is best
‘Cause all these motherfuckers in the game right now want money they don’t want respect
Look it’s shocking you can’t see the power held in your outlet
You just crave to have that chain around your neck like a housepet
They making propaganda, you ain’t figure it out yet?
They got us brain washed so we live in profound debt
‘Cause the poor spends money so they look a little richer
While the rich would sell it to us so they bank is getting bigger
See we’re all going broke for validation from our clothes
While the one percent grows ’cause they validate their own
They ain’t worried ’bout no prada, they ain’t worried ’bout no gucci
They ain’t worried ’bout their sneakers, they ain’t worried ’bout their jewelry
They ain’t worried ’bout their worth inside the eyes of all you loopy
Motherfuckers who been buying what they sell inside the movies
You just crave to have that chain around your neck like a housepet
They making propaganda, you ain’t figure it out yet?
They got us brain washed so we live in profound debt
‘Cause the poor spends money so they look a little richer
While the rich would sell it to us so they bank is getting bigger
See we’re all going broke for validation from our clothes
While the one percent grows ’cause they validate their own
They ain’t worried ’bout no prada, they ain’t worried ’bout no gucci
They ain’t worried ’bout their sneakers, they ain’t worried ’bout their jewelry
They ain’t worried ’bout their worth inside the eyes of all you loopy
Motherfuckers who been buying what they sell inside the movies
Make sure to go order «Broken», shit drops October 16
Like I said on the last remix, we making history out this shit
Woo, woo-woo-woo