God.Damn.Chan - Good Luck With Your Life lyrics

[Verse 1] And if you like this My little sister didn't write it, I wrote it myself I been pretty handy, the hand I was dealt Plus I rolled a couple blunts in the back with no help And I been tweeting on my Twitter 'cause my schedule packed like bags before you go on vacation (Baggs) Subway's not pricey for me, 'cause I been collecting currency from conversation My little sister never wrote my rhymes, but she should probably write yours 'Cause the way that I been rapping, I should be elected captain Eleven thousand, only cash in my shorts (that's camo) I'm the one that they looking out for (Iyem) 'Cause my grind and my mind hardcore (ayup) One pack, 2Pac, don't goof off Blow the roof off even if the show's outdoors And I'm not out of breath Nah I'm still wrecking the words Spose who the f** they preferred Repping the 'burbs, worked my tail off Voicemail box full like it had seconds and thirds Used to have the swagger of a cripple but then swagger of a cripple made the crippled people feel empowered So I'm feeling like the swagger of a much richer rapper Motherf**er, when I'm stepping out the shower In the mirror like "damn!" [Hook] Man I'm so awesome at life I can't help if I'm doing it right I wish you good luck with your life This sh** is a fight, good luck with your life [Verse 2] You're so terrible at music, I hope you don't live a long life (that's harsh) It's been like ten years since I ever rode around in my mom's ride Break the fire hydrant, take the dam out the river 'cause I'm on fire Okay, let me pull my pants a little higher Okay I specialize in amazingness, doing major sh**, making haters quit Your career looking like an alligator bit I bet your favorite flavor's dick Later b**h, your mom wouldn't say it's lit I'm feeling King Kong ape in this I'm who the kids want, I'm their favorite I only sing songs if I'm getting paid for it Plus my ringtone was never Taylor Swift And you make the sh** that the people don't buy Think you're dope, no you're not dude don't lie f**in' Spose, I know that I'm the bomb in Maine I'm working while they're hanging out like they were zombie brains I'm feeling confident, I think I got to vent I hope your feet get burned on hot cement f** your mom, and your dad, and your grandma, and your grandpa And your uncle and your aunt and them I'm on stage like "damn!" [Hook] Man I'm so awesome at life I can't help if I'm doing it right I wish you good luck with your life This sh** is a fight, good luck with your life [Post-Hook] I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish you the best I wish you the best, I wish you were up next, oh yeah, oh yeah [Verse 3] I wish you the best But I wish me better (let's go) 'Cause I been grinding double-time For the treasure but the pressure make it hotter than a fire in a sweater I'm perspiring with effort over violins and measures My retirement is never Chase cheddar my requirement forever I'm from Maine but I don't hunt, or tote guns But if the mic's in my hand, I make it pop pop pop So don't be mistaken, I awaken and I try to make it to the top top top Cause I been adamant, I been at it a little Had a little wallet, now my wallet getting fatter in the middle Man a rapper wanna borrow ten bucks, I was like "for what?" To borrow my career so yours don't s**? It's hot up in the kitchen, little boy don't touch Want a life this awesome? I'm like "good luck" God damn [Hook] Man I'm so awesome at life (awesome) I can't help if I'm doing it right I wish you good luck with your life This sh** is a fight, good luck with your life Man I'm so awesome at life I can't help if I'm doing it right (I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish you the best) I wish you good luck with your life This sh** is a fight, good luck with your life (I wish you the best, I wish your life would end) [Bridge: Dave Gutter] Can you show me the way back, where I'm sposed to go? Can you show me the way back, where I'm sposed to go? Can you show me the way back, where I'm sposed to go? Can you show me the way back, where I'm sposed to go? [Outro] Are the crow, some people look as at... you know, a sign of bad luck, and he would come around the week before one of my neighbors would pa** away. The first time, it was sitting on the side of my house, on my cable box, which I have a video of him, and that same week, my neighbor, on that side of the house, you know, to that side of the house, pa**ed away. Not necessarily that they brought, you know, the d**h, like some cultures believe, but that they're, they're around to warn us and they come to warn us. I think every bird has a particular message to bring you, and, mhm, if you just keep in mind that... it depends on how you feel about the situation, then that's really what counts, mkay?