This is a song about "Luck"

And have the doctors piece you back together.... with any luck.

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

And if you think if you're something you're out of shit luck

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Main attaction dont come without skills,or luck

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

Codeine in my oj, call that liquid luck,

I wish you best of luck

Without your love it's cold as fuck

And maybe i am but

Think im sweet then try your luck

Love will have you stuck

Because it's just my luck

Bitches is artificially duck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck