From the recording No Luck
No luck. No signs. Just me against everything—trauma, doubt, and the demons I talk to more than people.
Lyrics
I’m like fuck an angel number
I don’t need luck
Posted chopping up with all these demons
Got my feet up
High as hell
Losing to myself
I don’t see ya
I prevail
Still here to tell you
I don’t need ya
Ha
Lil bro wipe your face
And they gon’ judge
So here’s your mask
I’m like big sis
Know your place
And you won’t never end up last
Oh who am I to give advice
I’m just that nigga in that casket
Post traumatic stress
Don’t know I’m hurt
I’m always laughing
Got like four
Five
Six
Sins on me right now
Feel like I’m talking to myself
When I tell the devil to pipe down
You know it’s hard to love yourself
But I feel alright right now
They say the sky’s the limit
But somehow I don’t like that sound
Because bitch I’m with the stars
An alien from Mars
I don’t feel like I deserve it
So lil bitch I’m going hard
Losing hope and gaining scars
Guess pain is my reward
The only thing that I can do
Is shoot and change the score
I’m like fuck an angel number
I don’t need luck
Posted chopping up with all these demons
Got my feet up
High as hell
Losing to myself
I don’t see ya
I prevail
Still here to tell you
I don’t need ya
Ha
Lil bro wipe your face
And they gon’ judge
So here’s your mask
I’m like big sis
Know your place
And you won’t never end up last
Oh who am I to give advice
I’m just that nigga in that casket
Post traumatic stress
Don’t know I’m hurt
I’m always laughing
Wasting time
I’m about to go play 2K
No
You don’t have the time
You don’t have the time
You can’t sit there
And play Call of Duty all day
You no longer have the time
Unless y’all just wanna be regular niggas
That’s what you came to do
If anybody wants to be a regular nigga
Raise your hand