Lucky - Tonedeff

Now I’ve been thinking bout what separates the haves from the wants/

And all of the chance thats involved and whether it matters at all

Like is your fate randomly drawn from a hat or a handful of straws

Or is there a map that we’re following — not understanding the cause/

And I been thinking about the happenstance of factors and laws/

Like, what are the practical odds you would be on the path that you’re on?

Say If your dad or your mom were a bit more financially strong?

Then wouldn’t be trapped by your options, problems with cash would be solved/

Your priorities passive and calm.

And you could pass up a job

As you casually cough — taking a hit from a gravity bong

Plot a startup and stall till a venture capitalist calls

Cash in your stock when it goes public, Crediting your passion and resolve/

Would be sad if you saw this, doing some task for your boss

Cause you had the identical idea, but you were distracted with this job/

That’s like being naturally small, but still got a plan to play ball

And then being passed in the draft for an African then being mad cause he tall

Now I been rapping on songs, since Jay and Jaz had a bond

I know that I’m nasty with these bars and yet I’m always the one last to be

sought

After these assholes who chart — on cause their man’s is a star

But niggas still brag to their balls like it wasn’t their addresses' fault

Oh did you master your flaws?

Did you just slant the results?

Can you win a pageant if unattractive and you’ve been ravaged with scars?

Is there a pattern to solve?

Or is it just gambling evolved?

And are you insured?

Because everything in this life is an accident y’all

Right?

You’re Lucky

One to smoke on, uhn…

Let me be blunt, perhaps we see what we want

You tried and flunk but their triumph you just perceive it as luck

You seem to be stuck… on things that matter the least in your life

Failing to learn from all of your failures why you impeding your light

Now you’re sick kid and you can’t fix it with some pedialyte

Completely greedy a beastly piece like graffiti we write

Stop moving speedy Quicksilver and kill your need to be right

I know you’d prefer all the breaks, but most of us learn from mistakes

You’re «lucky» if you live to receive it, luckier if you can see that

Luck ain’t got nothing to do with you helping them reach achievements

Chance might get you to the door but working hard is how you keep it

Whether Victor or Victoria it’s hardly been a secret

It favors the well prepared so I take chance most wouldn’t dare

Gotta be candid about my fears like when cancer gave me a scare

Could’ve chose to walk around blind with my pride ignoring the signs

Chose to side with the opposite that logic it kept me alive

So now I’ll live a bit longer of course I feel a bit stronger

My ignorance would’ve killed me I wouldn’t been more wronger

Some say that I’m lucky, I see it with clearer vision

Y’all can leave it to chance, I choose to make better decisions

Got a silver spoon- you’re lucky

Posh Living Room — you’re lucky

Got a bigger view -Then you’re lucky

Short life span — you’re lucky

Or Die an old man — you’re lucky

It’s what you make it fam — you’re still lucky

If you’re born rich, your crib’s enormous

Ain’t got a mortgage, goddamn — you’re lucky

If you’re healthy, still far from wealthy

Food in your belly, then you’re still Lucky

You’re lucky

If you see penny on the ground and its heads up

What the fuck you gonna do

Pick it up, pick it up

If you spent your last buck on a losing lotto ticket

Tell me what you gonna do?

Rip it up rip it up

See I’m not the one to press my luck or test my fate

A destiny control freak

I’m calculated with the steps i take

Cuz you can hit the curb a second late

And end up in your resting place

So my pocket holds a rabbits foot

Just in case

S’all smoke and shattered mirrors

If you dont know the ledge

Someone wished me luck before a show

I damn near broke a leg

Had the laces untied on my ones

Thought i was lookin slick

I ain’t cross a black cat

Or some other superstitious shit

No happenstance i take responsibility for my actions

And all of my decisions

The good ones and the bad ones

Karma dont decide what i develop my skills in

Or if my chance at success is more than one in a million

Simply being born proves we can all beat the odds

And if you pull it off again

They tell you thank your lucky stars

Must have been a full moon that lined venus up with mars

Well since we’re giving credit out

Tell me where the fuck is ours?

Even when you go pro you get drafted in a lottery

Thats just the way the ball bounces

If i’m lucky theres spot for me

So when i take that last second shot

Make it and beat the clock

I’ll pat myself on the back

And tell luck to eat a cock

With a little bit of luck, you get by

You could hit it big, how many tickets will you buy?

Baby, cause the game’s just the lotto in disguise/

Everyone’s a winner — if you settle your prize

With a little bit of luck, you get by

You can tilt the odds in your favor if you try

Baby, cause the game’s just the lotto in disguise/

Everyone’s a winner — Cause the numbers don’t lie

(Count them up — it goes…)

4 8 15 16 23 42 — what are we gonna do now?