Letras
Welcome to Good Luck Farms, Let's Go
Let's Go, let's go, let's go
I got pushed to the edge, didn't jump
Reached back, threw him over
Used to living in darkness, now it's dark tints in the Rover
I got pushed to the edge, I had a choice live or dead
I've got to stick to what I said, time to get the fuck out of bed
Burn a whole eighth to the head, start a new wave, infrared
Keep the whole team fully fed, put a new bitch in LV thread
I think I'm ready for my life
I got to be persistent and precise
Self validate, no advice
God, I'm addicted to the lights, God, I'm addicted to the nights
Everything I do, I do it right, everything you do, you do in spite
Fuck it, drinks on me tonight
Now I'm sipping Holy Water, straight out the chalice
Cold heart, but I mean no malice
Chrome Heart, with a little bit of palace
Shaved my head, cut off the cabbage
Run up, run up, run up, callus
Push up, roll up, daily habits
That's all me, she the baddest
Midnight train to her like Gladys
Twenty-eight, I get better with age
Doing me, put the pen to the page
Enter the stage, with the venom and rage
Y'all be afraid, yeah very afraid
Used to spend all the cash before I get it
Used to go overdraft on the debit
Now I'm focused on just building my credit
Smoking that gas, that fully unleaded
I just go stupid I need me a medic
Soon I'll be having a thread up on Reddit
All of that bullshit you know that we dead it
Addicted to music, yeah I really got a fetish
Yeah, I never liked reality anyway
When I'm sober, life rattle me in a way
Heavy pour on that glass, Cabernet
Linked up with the crew and had a day
Mix that vodka juice with lemonade
I've been through some shit don't pity me
Come through stomp your crew and getaway
I can't restitute, renovate
You've got to be fucking kidding me
Music my outlet, Kittery
Sorry but you can't get rid of me
One girl on each side that's symmetry
One side bitch, one main like Hillary
She said Dave don't second fiddle me
Hat on back, I'm fly like Griffey be
Don't say much, just match my energy
151 rum, back for some
Big Rusty and Kathie's son
Bout to blast off like I came with NASA Funds
I wanna ask you something, how many rappers want to have some fun
Got the money phone and packing guns
When they rhyme they just flap the gums
Talk bars, they just dash and run
Take a seat homie, pass the blunt
I don't give a fuck, I'm havin' fun
Yeah I do it till the casket come
Or the fat lady sing, in other words, I ain't wrapping up
Yeah, do it straight from the heart
Rapping my ass off, like I'm Black Thought
You ain't even half as smart, or intellectual
Step to me, you will get a burial
Rap shit, yeah I've really been about it
These beers, straight pounding
Well rounded, you get ousted
Rap kilos, you just ounces
Big fish, you just flounders
Aint playing, Jae Crowder
Y'all Mario and I'm Bowser
Y'all in your feelings, y'all sour
I am the man of the hour
Y'all gotta give us our flowers
Now I'm sitting poolside, with my foot up
Laughing at the numbers they don't put up
Sipping something sweet, lot of sugar
Damn, I'm smooth like butter
Straight to the top, I'll gladly take it
Rap game so saturated
Y'all fake as fuck y'all masquerading
Y'all lame as fuck and I'm agitated
Agitated, I'm agitated
Agitated, I'm agitated
Agitated, I'm agitated
Agitated, I'm agitated