This is a song about "Tano luck"

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

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Don't even try to push your luck/

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

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

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

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

Sorry, man, you're out of luck

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Don't you battle me, you're outta luck.

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

I'm not strung out and dead of luck

I know you're mad, but so what