This is a song about "Luck"

I claimed all these bills, with a little beginner's luck

I'm longer than em: i ain't talking no rockin republic

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

Don't even try to push your luck/

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

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

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

I said i don’t give a fuck

Don't blame me when you get bad luck.

Say what you wanna but

Think im sweet then try your luck

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

We were oblivious to think that we had all the luck.

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

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