| Man, I know a nigga seen me how my Timbs was leanin kid
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| Nigga probably thought man I had
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| I got cursed or somethin man but
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| Wasn’t even like that kid, it’s just
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| It’s just the trials and tribulations you go through in life
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| Ain’t nothin kid, ain’t nothin a soldier can’t handle, y’knahmean?
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| Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
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| Cause yo, who knew my luck would change?
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| Who knew my luck would change?
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| I thought a year from now, it be like here and now
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| And no one would hear me now, hear me now
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| Listen, I used to have to stay in this clogged up basement
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| Now I’m gettin calls just for product placement
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| They say that song «Spaceship» gave my career a facelift
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| Now I’m on the comeback trail to make a statement
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| Cause who I put my faith in ain’t no four-leaf clover
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| Or if your birthday fall between June and October
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| So I don’t read no horoscopes or go to astrologers
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| Or clutch a rabbit’s foot when I’m Twist’n like Oliver
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| While others grab tarot cards and shuffle the deck
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| I’d rather hit the road hard and go hustle a check
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| It wasn’t nothin to 'Quence, when them haters didn’t wish me well
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| Cause now they all throw me they money like a wishing well
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| And when I slipped and fell, it ain’t made me superstitious
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| It proved my prayer changes, now I got that Coupe edition
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| But they all figured only way he make a Porsche cruise
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| Is if I ate blue diamonds, pink hearts and horseshoes
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| + Tony Williams singing and ad libbing
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| Now if you knew my situation probably thought a mirror shattered
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| Or mighta even said that I had walk beneath a ladder
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| 'Til I made 'em envy/N-V me like the initials for Nevada
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| But once you turn to God, none of that should even matter
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| But to see how niggas scatter when I lost my cash
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| You woulda swore, a black cat had crossed my path
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| They either lost my math, or I missed they call
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| But now I see right through 'em like a crystal ball
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| If it was up to y’all, I would never get discovered
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| But I chose to evolve and got myself up out the gutter
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| But they tryna pull me back, the way they did to others
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| Who told us grip the pole and dance, say bread and butter
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| Well you tell them motherfuckers, so much for the jinx
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| Cause now we’re Loius Vuitton dressed shirts from Pink
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| And if they had to nerve to think that I would ever give up
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| Well homie let 'em know that they shit out of luck
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| + Tony Williams singing and ad libbing
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| Sing it
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| Who knew, that my luck would change
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| Who knew, that my luck would change
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| I got cars, I got cribs among other things
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| But this here’s from the heart so my love won’t change
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| Who knew, that my luck would change
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| Who knew, that my luck would change
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| I thought a year from now
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| No one would hear me now
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| + Tony Williams singing and ad libbing
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| Who knew… |