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bryson tiller - lucky me lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, lucky me
i ended up with a clique that’s sucka free
i ended up with a b-tch that f-ck wit’ me
she’ll cut a n-gga off quick, suddenly
this is not luck, motha’f-cka, please
built it from the ground up, right from underneath
b-tches come around always tryna smother me
n-ggas never tell the whole story, just a summary

[verse 1]
just a-just a-just a summar-just a motherf-ckin’ summary
why can’t n-ggas keep it one-hun’ with me, never front on me?
never front on me
it’s the same ol’ song, mad ’cause you ain’t on one wit’ me
don’t pay that n-gga one release
little thick when i met her rubberina, uh
thumbin’ through her check, nickname her thumbalina
she just tryna dodge all these motha’f-ckin’ frauds
beat that p-ssy out the frame, so much we got a collage
why you f-ck wit’ him, shawty? you is so lost
n-gga showin’ off nudes like yugioh cards
me? i’m in this b-tch tryna be a studio god
i’m remainin’ soft and i been through a whole lot, ay
f-ck the fame, i’m gettin’ rich
now a n-gga gettin’ popular like i could give a sh-t
no more papa john’s, twelve hour shifts, i’m clockin’ in
you could start supportin’ me, n-gga, but ain’t no stoppin’ him
it’s young tiller

[chorus]
yeah, lucky me (lucky me)
i ended up with a clique that’s sucka free (sucka free)
i ended up with a b-tch that f-ck wit’ me (f-ck wit’ me)
she’ll cut a n-gga off quick, suddenly (suddenly)
this is not luck, motha’f-cka, please (please)
built it from the ground up, right from underneath (underneath)
b-tches come around always tryna smother me
n-ggas never tell the whole story, just a summary

[verse 2]
i heard my name in the city gettin’ downplayed
n-ggas won’t give me the credit, n-gga, i won’t even sweat ’em
n-ggas got goals, n-ggas tryna be david beckham
n-ggas got souls, n-ggas never ever gon’ sell ’em
but i cannot speak for y’all
sh-t, i hardly ever speak at all, that’s why your b-tch is curious
she say i’m mysterious
even had to ask siri if you n-ggas was serious
boy, i been a lyricist
n-gga, is you hearin’ this?
i got-i got-i got patience, yeah, i waited for my turn
got some real ones at my table, now the tables finna turn
i could do it by my lonely, why are they gettin’ concerned?
i don’t need too many homies, keep it one-on-one like zoey
n-ggas know me
focus on the music solely, i be ready
i’m on motion drive thru feeling like bad tommy vasetti
pull in that in furnace, t-c0ke, give it to kermit
’cause that ain’t none of my business
can’t keep up, get off the circuit, n-gga
got it covered, resurfaced, n-gga
i mean, do i not deserve it? i got perseverance
hate a woman that’s too worried about her appearance
just keep all your sh-t together
promise, baby, it’s forever
if you doubted me, you won’t be forgiven
the f-ck don’t you like about me? boy, be specific
like my b-tches yellow like lisa simpson
weed purple and my swisha fat like peter griffin

- bryson tiller lyrics

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