3D Na'tee - No Luck lyrics

[Sway Intro] [Verse 1] Did Sway in the Morning, back in the hood by the evening Even when I met Steven had pistols under the seating Y'all do it for fame, I do it for different reasons Cause either Imma rap or continue risking my freedom Was in and out of labels, living with family like Richie and Aunt Rachel Though family matters, even some of them are hateful Had me whipping white like Rayful, cause Nggs love to brag about how they made you That's the type of shxt that age you, and everybody asking me bout Timbaland He was a gentleman, though his staff tried to play me like I'm a simpleton I came from the slums, but I never been a indigent Now new n***as can't come round gotta get penciled in Worth 6 figures n***a come up off a incidents So I'm never flashy, seen too many backseats Though I'm still the same chick just I'm Tryna exsponge he the rap sheetp Go legit now, put the bricks down, clean piss now Had c**aine on my stove in pickle jars As far as starting from the bottom I saw different odd So the least of my worries is who I'm pissing off My lil cousin doing 20 they just shipped em off So it's literally and honor that I could spit to y'all Thinking that I lucked up Y'all n***as really got me f**ed up [Hook] I hear em saying that I lucked up But y'all negus really got me f**ed up Saw what I want had to take it I been a boss in the making/ f** all the the ones that was hating No one game me Nathan So I do not owe explanations Be happy you witnessing greatness Crown [Verse 2] Whoa whoa/ kemosabie I remember in o6 it was a hobbie/ Now I gotta stop for pictures in the lobby/ I remember picturing ducking prison with the shotty f** an illuminati/ I'm smart ast a cum laude I move godly/ everything that I exude godly I don't owe it to Steve and I don't owe it to Russell I don't own it to Yankee/ bxtch I owe it to my hustle They was living in a bubble I was living in the struggle The transition was subtle/ the grams had me befuddled Mama was smoking crack/ her drug use had me puzzle Addiction make it feel like they don't love In addition daddy missing out his temple to the muzzle I kinda took it as a f** you/ Imagine having no one but you Not tell me who The f** I owe my luck to When from living with caseworkers Can't the rent to meeting with Vince Herbert At his expense/ from selling weed To talks with la ried pockets thick as Della Reese What the f** you telling me/ god keep on blessing me Doubting nggs stressing me/ blame it on the jealously Industry / looking at me s**ually But you thinking that I lucked up/ y'all n***as really got it f**ed up [Hook] I hear em saying that I lucked up But y'all negus really got me f**ed up Saw what I want had to take it I been a boss in the making/ f** all the the ones that was hating No one game me Nathan So I do not owe explanations Be happy you witnessing greatness Crown