PackFM - Lucky lyrics

[V1: Tonedeff] 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 pa**ive and calm. And you could pa** 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 pa**ion 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 pa**ed 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 a**holes who chart - on cause their man's is a star But n***as 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 [V2: Substantial] 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 k** 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 k**ed 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 [HOOK] 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 [V3: PackFM] If you see penny on the ground and its heads up What the f** 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 sh** 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 sk**s 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 f** 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 co*k [BRIDGE: Tonedeff] 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?