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bizzle - lotto lyrics

[bizzle]
yeah
it’s 2019
we goin’ in
but you know you can’t jump on the track without stretching you pull somethin’
let’s go

[bizzle]
just a lil’ stretch for the warm-up
press ‘fore the war come
dress wid a sword if you rep til’ the lord come
died this morning and stepped on the corpse
jumped fresh out the morgue just to flex with the torch up
uhhhhhhgh!
and yes i’m a mess i was messed up before
got saved
then messed up some more stuff
destined for h-ll, fell
coulda’ been left on the floor but the lord met death on the forefront
door shut
now we go hard ain’t no other way
say bye to sin, invite him in
like a one a day
fight to win
new life begin
old done away
stick a knife in the leviathan
give the son his praise (yeahhhhhhhh!)
i am blessed in the realest way (blessed!)
i was blessed ‘fore the check ever hit the bank (yesssss!)
but i ain’t sleep on somebody else flow (real talk)
now i’m feelin’ invest in the real estate (praise god!)
now they prolly say i’m on my creflo
i bet folks in the comments finna feel a way (so what?)
it’s best that you keep it in your chest stored
or run up at a show and get pressed into lemonade
oops!
anyway, i said i was finna stay
smoke free in 2019
what i meant to say
i just want the blessings to hit me and ricochet
til’ the day what i get match what i give away
bizzle

[chorus]
woke up feeling like i hit the lotto
woke up feeling like i hit the lotto
jesus with me everywhere that i go
got me feeling like i hit the lotto
i hit the lotto
you hit the lotto
we hit the lotto
christ died for you boy you hit the lotto

[selah the corner]
cl1ck, cl1ck
i done hit the lotto
hands on the numbers like the face on my movado
?????
?????
wait you tellin’ me you ain’t got no bizzle in your serato (point ’em out corner)
all your monetary idols gotta’ fall
????? on the weekend like only ones with the powerball
gettin’ the mega millions and acting like a shark
but i’m looking and i see the mental fam like a tylenol
(wooooooooo)
i’m smoke free too
hard when i see a hater gums flappin’
an’ homie i ain’t actin’
an’ i ain’t talkin’ rappin’
i’m talkin’ ’bout runninng up when i see you like: “hey what happen!?”
calm down
put down
the past for christ
and just focus on the beauty of the after life
i ain’t never ’bout to gamble so i p-ss the dice
and keep god over money
that’s that cash for life

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