Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lucky, artist - Tonedeff.
Date of issue: 27.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lucky |
Now I’ve been thinking bout what separates the haves from the wants/ |
And all of the chance thats involved and whether it matters at all |
Like is your fate randomly drawn from a hat or a handful of straws |
Or is there a map that we’re following — not understanding the cause/ |
And I been thinking about the happenstance of factors and laws/ |
Like, what are the practical odds you would be on the path that you’re on? |
Say If your dad or your mom were a bit more financially strong? |
Then wouldn’t be trapped by your options, problems with cash would be solved/ |
Your priorities passive and calm. |
And you could pass up a job |
As you casually cough — taking a hit from a gravity bong |
Plot a startup and stall till a venture capitalist calls |
Cash in your stock when it goes public, Crediting your passion and resolve/ |
Would be sad if you saw this, doing some task for your boss |
Cause you had the identical idea, but you were distracted with this job/ |
That’s like being naturally small, but still got a plan to play ball |
And then being passed in the draft for an African then being mad cause he tall |
Now I been rapping on songs, since Jay and Jaz had a bond |
I know that I’m nasty with these bars and yet I’m always the one last to be |
sought |
After these assholes who chart — on cause their man’s is a star |
But niggas still brag to their balls like it wasn’t their addresses' fault |
Oh did you master your flaws? |
Did you just slant the results? |
Can you win a pageant if unattractive and you’ve been ravaged with scars? |
Is there a pattern to solve? |
Or is it just gambling evolved? |
And are you insured? |
Because everything in this life is an accident y’all |
Right? |
You’re Lucky |
One to smoke on, uhn… |
Let me be blunt, perhaps we see what we want |
You tried and flunk but their triumph you just perceive it as luck |
You seem to be stuck… on things that matter the least in your life |
Failing to learn from all of your failures why you impeding your light |
Now you’re sick kid and you can’t fix it with some pedialyte |
Completely greedy a beastly piece like graffiti we write |
Stop moving speedy Quicksilver and kill your need to be right |
I know you’d prefer all the breaks, but most of us learn from mistakes |
You’re «lucky» if you live to receive it, luckier if you can see that |
Luck ain’t got nothing to do with you helping them reach achievements |
Chance might get you to the door but working hard is how you keep it |
Whether Victor or Victoria it’s hardly been a secret |
It favors the well prepared so I take chance most wouldn’t dare |
Gotta be candid about my fears like when cancer gave me a scare |
Could’ve chose to walk around blind with my pride ignoring the signs |
Chose to side with the opposite that logic it kept me alive |
So now I’ll live a bit longer of course I feel a bit stronger |
My ignorance would’ve killed me I wouldn’t been more wronger |
Some say that I’m lucky, I see it with clearer vision |
Y’all can leave it to chance, I choose to make better decisions |
Got a silver spoon- you’re lucky |
Posh Living Room — you’re lucky |
Got a bigger view -Then you’re lucky |
Short life span — you’re lucky |
Or Die an old man — you’re lucky |
It’s what you make it fam — you’re still lucky |
If you’re born rich, your crib’s enormous |
Ain’t got a mortgage, goddamn — you’re lucky |
If you’re healthy, still far from wealthy |
Food in your belly, then you’re still Lucky |
You’re lucky |
If you see penny on the ground and its heads up |
What the fuck you gonna do |
Pick it up, pick it up |
If you spent your last buck on a losing lotto ticket |
Tell me what you gonna do? |
Rip it up rip it up |
See I’m not the one to press my luck or test my fate |
A destiny control freak |
I’m calculated with the steps i take |
Cuz you can hit the curb a second late |
And end up in your resting place |
So my pocket holds a rabbits foot |
Just in case |
S’all smoke and shattered mirrors |
If you dont know the ledge |
Someone wished me luck before a show |
I damn near broke a leg |
Had the laces untied on my ones |
Thought i was lookin slick |
I ain’t cross a black cat |
Or some other superstitious shit |
No happenstance i take responsibility for my actions |
And all of my decisions |
The good ones and the bad ones |
Karma dont decide what i develop my skills in |
Or if my chance at success is more than one in a million |
Simply being born proves we can all beat the odds |
And if you pull it off again |
They tell you thank your lucky stars |
Must have been a full moon that lined venus up with mars |
Well since we’re giving credit out |
Tell me where the fuck is ours? |
Even when you go pro you get drafted in a lottery |
Thats just the way the ball bounces |
If i’m lucky theres spot for me |
So when i take that last second shot |
Make it and beat the clock |
I’ll pat myself on the back |
And tell luck to eat a cock |
With a little bit of luck, you get by |
You could hit it big, how many tickets will you buy? |
Baby, cause the game’s just the lotto in disguise/ |
Everyone’s a winner — if you settle your prize |
With a little bit of luck, you get by |
You can tilt the odds in your favor if you try |
Baby, cause the game’s just the lotto in disguise/ |
Everyone’s a winner — Cause the numbers don’t lie |
(Count them up — it goes…) |
4 8 15 16 23 42 — what are we gonna do now? |