LUCKI - Told Me lyrics
LUCKI [Lucki Camel Jr.] Chicago, Illinois. U.S. 🇺🇸
[LUCKI - Told Me lyrics]
They told me
It was like how you gonna put all your
Dreams to the side just to get high
I just went with it
Some people didn't, I did, and I'm
Still runnin' after my dreams, huh
Yeah, no, fuck, all right off we go
Uh huh uh huh
It's like I'm staring at the stars
Waiting for the Sun
And I know all this xan gon kick
In soon as I come down
It's like I'm staring at the Sun
Waiting for the stars
And I know all this drugs gon' kick
Off soon as I touch down
I got them super yaps
Thinking should I do 'em or just sell 'em?
You got them too if everybody got
Em who gon sell 'em?
They servin' pics 'n' money, got the win
Game fixin'
Don't even need the money i just
Pop 'em fuck the dealin'
Make sure I call my man
'cause he got everything we need
Give me mines I give you yours
If he stepped on track I fee
Through my pack clean good packs
Got every pill popper on E
Then they include myself
But in the end this ain't 'bout me
'Cause money told me baby you that nigga
You that nigga
My classmates told me: "Boy you kinda crazy
Can't fuck with ya"
My niggas told me: "Lucki
Less sob stories and more swishers"
And I was like yeah, man y'all right
Why I'm bitchin'?
Why money change the world
Why bitches want me back now?
And all I want is raw I
Seen too much of smackdown
I know, I know, I power tripped
I been across the map now
Call Carlos, get that atlas
Won't believe why I need that now
'Cause all I want is cool cribs, good jeans
Genes, have a few kids
Models and them black mags stolen
From The Cool Kids all I want is cool cribs
Get foster home some Bloo kids
Models and some tiger wheels
Damn look at the cool kids ahh, fuck that
'Cause money told me baby you that nigga
You that nigga my classmates told me: "Boy
You kinda crazy, can't fuck with ya"
My niggas told me: "Lucki
Less sob stories and more Swishers"
And I was like yeah, man y'all right
Why I'm bitchin'? Why I'm bitchin'?
Why I'm bitchin'?
They tell me why-a bitchin'?
They tell me why-a bitchin'?
It was like how you gonna put all your
Dreams to the side just to get high
I just went with it
Some people didn't, I did, and I'm
Still runnin' after my dreams, huh
Yeah, no, fuck, all right off we go
Uh huh uh huh
It's like I'm staring at the stars
Waiting for the Sun
And I know all this xan gon kick
In soon as I come down
It's like I'm staring at the Sun
Waiting for the stars
And I know all this drugs gon' kick
Off soon as I touch down
I got them super yaps
Thinking should I do 'em or just sell 'em?
You got them too if everybody got
Em who gon sell 'em?
They servin' pics 'n' money, got the win
Game fixin'
Don't even need the money i just
Pop 'em fuck the dealin'
Make sure I call my man
'cause he got everything we need
Give me mines I give you yours
If he stepped on track I fee
Through my pack clean good packs
Got every pill popper on E
Then they include myself
But in the end this ain't 'bout me
'Cause money told me baby you that nigga
You that nigga
My classmates told me: "Boy you kinda crazy
Can't fuck with ya"
My niggas told me: "Lucki
Less sob stories and more swishers"
And I was like yeah, man y'all right
Why I'm bitchin'?
Why money change the world
Why bitches want me back now?
And all I want is raw I
Seen too much of smackdown
I know, I know, I power tripped
I been across the map now
Call Carlos, get that atlas
Won't believe why I need that now
'Cause all I want is cool cribs, good jeans
Genes, have a few kids
Models and them black mags stolen
From The Cool Kids all I want is cool cribs
Get foster home some Bloo kids
Models and some tiger wheels
Damn look at the cool kids ahh, fuck that
'Cause money told me baby you that nigga
You that nigga my classmates told me: "Boy
You kinda crazy, can't fuck with ya"
My niggas told me: "Lucki
Less sob stories and more Swishers"
And I was like yeah, man y'all right
Why I'm bitchin'? Why I'm bitchin'?
Why I'm bitchin'?
They tell me why-a bitchin'?
They tell me why-a bitchin'?