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baspa - dirty luck lyrics

just a youngin tryna make it out the hood so what′s up
dreams running round my head of being rich so i’m stuck
counting all this money pushing weight and dirty luck

you can hate it or love it the underdogs stay on top
and i′ve been here before man
got people counting on me so i can’t be poor man
out here on the grind you see the bags what i’m securing
my demons close still i walk beside my god
i′m bounded with no fear in my heart

i got no limit to my goals so i can′t be a bum
hustling for my shawty and my baby can’t forget my mum
my dad forever in my heart yeah he the only one
to show me through this cruel wicked world you must remain calm
keep your head up and don′t let ’em see you down
that′s how they gon take you out stay cautious when you move around
i’m on a paper route
uh on a paper route
yes i am obsessed with that success so i can′t take a l
and my baby girl a real one she a ride or die
asked if she was down to ride
she told me she’s was down for life
can’t forget that bl++dy night we had a couples fight
she took on that 2v1 i took 1 on it was on sight
spent the night inside the cells on that mattress
thinking bout my actions
all my dirty tac tics
so if u see the kid trying to get past it
please relax and laugh remember that i′m

just a youngin tryna make it out the hood so what′s up
dreams running round my head of being rich so i’m stuck
counting all this money pushing weight and dirty luck
you can hate it or love it the underdogs stay on top
and i′ve been here before man
got people counting on me so i can’t be poor man
out here on the grind you see the bags what i′m securing
my demons close still i walk beside my god
i’m bounded with no fear in my heart
just a youngin tryna make it out the hood so what′s up
dreams running round my head of being rich so i’m stuck
counting all this money pushing weight and dirty luck
you can hate it or love it the underdogs stay on top
and i’ve been here before man
got people counting on me so i can′t be poor man
out here on the grind you see the bags what i′m securing
my demons close still i walk beside my god
i’m bounded with no fear in my heart
just a youngin tryna make it out the hood so what′s up
dreams running round my head of being rich so i’m stuck
counting all this money pushing weight and dirty luck
you can hate it or love it the underdogs stay on top

- baspa lyrics

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