Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And we don’t wanna die that way (uh uh)

Hoping that a lie can save tomorrow

Fuck around and let the time escape us all

If we never fly, we run, we crawl

We yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And we don’t wanna die that way (uh uh)

Hoping that a lie can save tomorrow

Fuck around and let the time escape us all

If we never fly or run, we crawl

Yеah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yеah, yeah, yeah, yay, yay, yay

It’s a lifestyle of the broke and nameless

Don’t really got shit but this hope for fame and–

Fortune can torture your brain

Feeling trapped at the bottom of the orbit again

Tryna morph and be sculpted the same

As Black Christ in a gold portrait and frame

Dichotomy, not more yin or less yang

I’m just a righteous heathen tryna make a lil change

In a world where the blue face pesos run thangs

We all want stamina like Ben Frank

To see no limits like chains with the tank

And move outta space like ratchet and clank

From the hood that we claim and the ratchets don’t think

Don’t aim, don’t ask no questions, don’t give no names

Since an adolescent, we was fed these thangs

A dash of fuck bitches, a sprinkle of gold chain

A cup of Hennessy, teaspoons of drug strains

Mix it in good with gun powder and some lean

Stick it in the oven then feed it to the gang

Consume anything that camouflaged our pain

Catapult my legacy thru davids sling

Out this mirage, built by fallacy, facade

Casualty realities minaj

Fuck it, bust and birth an ambiance

Of fortune, spin the wheel and jack the pot

For all the sweets of gold my teeth will rot

From chewin’ holes through all desires

I was told would never save my soul

‘Less I take control, and mold the image

Fortune might not be a couple million

Fortune might just be a couple meals in the fridge

To feed your children, be resilient

Fortune might just be

What you’re too blind to see

Never too numb to feel

That’s a fortune to me

Worth more when it’s real

Too much might get you killed

Read between lines and see

Everything that you need

All in arms reach

For Vanna White to reveal

Exactly what it is

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yea

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yea, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yay, yea, aye

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