Shit so f*cked up nigga
Why the streets got to be f*cked up nigga
Living out here is tough luck Nigga
If you make it past 30 you lucked up
Bitches out here I don't trust em
Niggas out here I don't trust em
Bitches told me they riding but I know deep inside that they don't really love me
I changed gears fast now I only want the money
Fell a million times got up and kept running
Ain't have purpose had my son and found something
Eyes wide open paper chase still running
Goofy ass niggas no time for a run in
Smoking OG by the zip in a week by myself
Cuz they true colors show when I come in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm all in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't wanna do it like this
But ima be the one to have to do it right quick
The raps sound tight and I'm new to this shit
But ima step in and add brew to this shit
I'm plotting I'm plotting I'm plotting
I'm climbing this ladder no stopping
The shit I be talking you listen and watch and envision this shit
Ain't want to do rap i had fear in it FUCK IT
Really on to something different
These niggas don't listen they think I'm pretending
No time for the chit chat lay low I'm on get back
They know what I mean and they know I mean business aye
Up in my bag running it up
You telling them lies mane you funny as f*ck
These sour patch bitch be gummy as f*ck
All this pain in my heart really turning me up
I tried to stay low but I'm up now
Heartless before but I don't really give a f*ck now
Was a point in time I couldn't even put the cup down
Saw death many times in my eyes but I'm up now
Only real around me if you fake get the f*ck round
F*ck shit around here really getcha ass bussed down
Been crossed so many times that's the reason I don't trust now
No love from my mama that's the reason I don't love now
Shit so f*cked up nigga
Why the streets got to be f*cked up nigga
Living out here is tough luck Nigga
If you make it past 30 you lucked up
Bitches out here I don't trust em
Niggas out here I don't trust em
Bitches told me they riding but I know deep inside that they don't really love me
I changed gears fast now I only want the money
Fell a million times got up and kept running
Ain't have purpose had my son and found something
Eyes wide open paper chase still running
Goofy ass niggas no time for a run in
Smoking OG by the zip in a week by myself cuz they true colors show when I come in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm ALL IN
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fff
Kelseymeech - Tough Luck Lyrics
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Shit so f*cked up nigga
Why the streets got to be f*cked up nigga
Living out here is tough luck Nigga
If you make it past 30 you lucked up
Bitches out here I don't trust em
Niggas out here I don't trust em
Bitches told me they riding but I know deep inside that they don't really love me
I changed gears fast now I only want the money
Fell a million times got up and kept running
Ain't have purpose had my son and found something
Eyes wide open paper chase still running
Goofy ass niggas no time for a run in
Smoking OG by the zip in a week by myself
Cuz they true colors show when I come in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm all in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't wanna do it like this
But ima be the one to have to do it right quick
The raps sound tight and I'm new to this shit
But ima step in and add brew to this shit
I'm plotting I'm plotting I'm plotting
I'm climbing this ladder no stopping
The shit I be talking you listen and watch and envision this shit
Ain't want to do rap i had fear in it FUCK IT
Really on to something different
These niggas don't listen they think I'm pretending
No time for the chit chat lay low I'm on get back
They know what I mean and they know I mean business aye
Up in my bag running it up
You telling them lies mane you funny as f*ck
These sour patch bitch be gummy as f*ck
All this pain in my heart really turning me up
I tried to stay low but I'm up now
Heartless before but I don't really give a f*ck now
Was a point in time I couldn't even put the cup down
Saw death many times in my eyes but I'm up now
Only real around me if you fake get the f*ck round
F*ck shit around here really getcha ass bussed down
Been crossed so many times that's the reason I don't trust now
No love from my mama that's the reason I don't love now
Shit so f*cked up nigga
Why the streets got to be f*cked up nigga
Living out here is tough luck Nigga
If you make it past 30 you lucked up
Bitches out here I don't trust em
Niggas out here I don't trust em
Bitches told me they riding but I know deep inside that they don't really love me
I changed gears fast now I only want the money
Fell a million times got up and kept running
Ain't have purpose had my son and found something
Eyes wide open paper chase still running
Goofy ass niggas no time for a run in
Smoking OG by the zip in a week by myself cuz they true colors show when I come in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm ALL IN
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fff
Why the streets got to be f*cked up nigga
Living out here is tough luck Nigga
If you make it past 30 you lucked up
Bitches out here I don't trust em
Niggas out here I don't trust em
Bitches told me they riding but I know deep inside that they don't really love me
I changed gears fast now I only want the money
Fell a million times got up and kept running
Ain't have purpose had my son and found something
Eyes wide open paper chase still running
Goofy ass niggas no time for a run in
Smoking OG by the zip in a week by myself
Cuz they true colors show when I come in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm all in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't wanna do it like this
But ima be the one to have to do it right quick
The raps sound tight and I'm new to this shit
But ima step in and add brew to this shit
I'm plotting I'm plotting I'm plotting
I'm climbing this ladder no stopping
The shit I be talking you listen and watch and envision this shit
Ain't want to do rap i had fear in it FUCK IT
Really on to something different
These niggas don't listen they think I'm pretending
No time for the chit chat lay low I'm on get back
They know what I mean and they know I mean business aye
Up in my bag running it up
You telling them lies mane you funny as f*ck
These sour patch bitch be gummy as f*ck
All this pain in my heart really turning me up
I tried to stay low but I'm up now
Heartless before but I don't really give a f*ck now
Was a point in time I couldn't even put the cup down
Saw death many times in my eyes but I'm up now
Only real around me if you fake get the f*ck round
F*ck shit around here really getcha ass bussed down
Been crossed so many times that's the reason I don't trust now
No love from my mama that's the reason I don't love now
Shit so f*cked up nigga
Why the streets got to be f*cked up nigga
Living out here is tough luck Nigga
If you make it past 30 you lucked up
Bitches out here I don't trust em
Niggas out here I don't trust em
Bitches told me they riding but I know deep inside that they don't really love me
I changed gears fast now I only want the money
Fell a million times got up and kept running
Ain't have purpose had my son and found something
Eyes wide open paper chase still running
Goofy ass niggas no time for a run in
Smoking OG by the zip in a week by myself cuz they true colors show when I come in
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm ALL IN
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fake but I'm
I ain't got time for the fff
Writer: kelsey washington
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