Lucky - Choker

Bust down with the popcorn

Cheap moto with some miles and a memoir

Had a dream, re-emerge at the drug store

Teenage love songs

Score scenes worth Sundance, oh (Oh yeah)

Surely I’ll accept, oh (Oh)

My choices breed regrets, oh (Oh)

Hope soon soon there’s none left, oh (Oh)

Few folks seen me when my fingers fit the Cheerios

Puffy AmiYumi on the stereo

'Posed to be maestro for Juventus

But events lead to venting for the check pen

Please, unmarked barriers plenty

Wish a nigga would try to press me

Money on the raps like 'Bron

We shouldn’t be less than they see

Oh, oh, ooh yeah

Ooh (Ooh)

Mhm, oh, mmm

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you

I love, yeah, you, yeah, you

I get by, I get through

I get over, I get moved

Try my luck, don’t try my trust

I get by, I get through

I get over, I get moved

Try my luck, don’t try my trust

Cater to no wrong oft implausible

Mission Hill how my top, blue Lucario

Fourth grade, wishin' I could be Kim Possible

I see obstacles, I see ways I ought to go

Didn’t mean nothin' by it but it’s stinging though

I’ve heard that before, learned it throwing stones

Ooh, ooh

God bless you (God bless you)

God bless you (God bless you)

If you tryin' (If you tryin')

Don’t miss 'em (Don't miss 'em)

Ooh, ooh, who are you to say?

Ooh-ahh, ooh-ahh, ooh-ahh, oh-ahh

I get by, I get through

I get over, I get moved

Try my luck, don’t try my trust

I get by, I get through

I get over, I get moved

Try my luck, don’t try my trust