Lyrics Fuck Luck - Tim North

Pulled up...

I pulled up, yeah...

Yeah
I pulled up
Like I'm cruisin in a 'lac
And the crews all in the back
Like some crude oil
Slick talkin

And everybody trying to ask
What's the motion, where we been goin'
One thing you know, this city been goin'
And we keep it bumpin 'til the morning

All that money is the motive
Everybody trying to roll with
Once the plan got put in motion
Where was yall with that devotion
When I'd
Throw a verse in the trash
Now I'm like a pro, first round with the draft
Now I'm 'bout to go, see my spot up on the map
One thing about the numbers; theres no fuckin with the math

Man, I'm trying to be

Really on that
Anybody comin' with me puttin in a hundred fifty
Get a million back

Yeah im tryna be
Cool calm and collected with the connection
This ain't no clique
Boy that's a collective
More than objects, yea you feelin' me?

So they pay up
Now everywhere I go they telling me to "stay up"
I'm seein every homie from round the way on the way up
Packin' light up on the move
Still I'm heavy in the weigh up
Yeah heavy with the weight

Heard what I say

Seen 'em all lace up the kicks just run their mouth
Never set foot in the game

Shit
I'm just getting that work up
I ain't feeling too stress
Everybody trying to chirp now
Like they got next
Shit
I wish you the best
I really mean it
Wish you the best
Look like y'all need it

'Cause I been keeping my head down
I ain't feelin too stress
I heard you got next now
Shit
I wish you the best
I really mean it
Yeah I really mean it
'Cause I know y'all need it
Look like y'all need it

While I'm yellin out
Fuck luck
Fuck luck
Something I ain't never needed much of
And anybody trying to see me what's up
Fuck with me you best believe the team will throw they gloves off

Right here, right now
Oh I guess you ain't with that style
Oh I guess you ain't live downtown
Still you trying to come get that sound
Oh

I get it now, all the shit that I grew up with
Never used to be a part of the subject
Now the youths in my town about to run shit
Make a move and everybody trying to run with
Shit
Still we on first
Never leavin' the paper, im so cursive
Damn straight and if I hit the damn brakes
Know that its a hand brake
I stay ahead of the curves
I'm swervin on a motherfucker I cannot love
That I'm knowin' that I'm higher above
Look 'em eye bruh I'm calling that bluff
What you offerin that I ain't already off of

Fuckboys never earning my trust
Bitches trying to get high off my buzz
Heard 'em sayin' that's just a part of the game
Im the only playin' sure nuff

I'm just getting that work up
I ain't feeling too stress
Everybody trying to chirp now
Like they got next
Shit
I wish you the best
I really mean it
Wish you the best
Look like y'all need it

'Cause I been keeping my head down
I ain't feelin' too stress
I heard you got next now
Shit
I wish you the best
I really mean it
Yeah I really mean it
'Cause I know y'all need it
Look like y'all need it

While I'm yellin' out

Fuck luck

While I'm over here yellin' out