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follow me - lucky luciano lyrics

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[chorus]
if you be sippin’ drank while grippin’ grain
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be stayin’ paid and playa made
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be gettin’ blowed and sippin’ fours
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
actin’ bad and packin’ a strap up in your slab
man, obviously, i must be luciano the prophecy

[verse 1]
i’m the one that’s walkin’ around with icy wrists
witness me viciously rip apart the rap industry
you the one that’s talkin’ down all on my d*ck
i’m sippin’ hennessy, enemies wishin’ they could get rid of me
it’s the luck, i give a f*ck, i hit ’em up
stop breathin’, i’m leavin’ them haters fallin’ with demons, you facin’ h*ll
i’m makin’ mail back on the scale, block bleedin’
i lеave until neighbors call the policеman
i’ma wreck the stage set, then collect the check from the promoter
i’ma cash that b*tch and spend it on servin’ soda
i’ma doja smokin’ soldier in the back of
a stretch range rover, i ain’t sober, n*gga, i’m high
every day, all day, me and my g’s be tryin’ to fly
i ain’t gon’ lie, n*gga, i strip packs, n*gga
we rollin’ nothin’ but bats, n*gga, we rollin’ four*door lacs
y’all some hoes without no slack
and we some pros with big ol’ gats
blastin’ back out of cadillacs
i’ma rap and smoke up sacks
until the day my lungs collapse
[chorus]
if you be sippin’ drank while grippin’ grain
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be stayin’ paid and playa made
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be gettin’ blowed and sippin’ fours
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
actin’ bad and packin’ a strap up in your slab
man, obviously, i must be luciano the prophecy

[verse 2]
i’m the prophet makin’ profit, blastin’ off like a rocket
see, i’m show*stoppin, these hoes boppin’, a lot of boys baller blockin’
ain’t no stoppin’, ain’t no toppin’, look
f*ck you if you don’t like luck
he grippin’ grain on white bucks
sippin’ drank out the white cup
what it do, look a fool, sippin’ fours, f*ck a deuce
i like my weed pretty like this b*tch i’m runnin’ through
comin’ truer, and you take the game what i’m fed to
i want my money in my hand as soon as i show up to the venue
it’s me, the chris g, or mr. luck
’bout to cover my six fronts with a platinum and trillion cuts, n*gga, what?
this k!ller skunk got me feelin’ crunk
tryna come up in this game and stack me up a million bucks
like that, poyo, hydro is all i blow
i’ma roll the dojo in the optimo
these foes got your boy movin’ slow
i’m a pro, therefore i’ma glow
what’s my motherf*ckin’ name? mr. luciano
[chorus]
if you be sippin’ drank while grippin’ grain
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be stayin’ paid and playa made
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be gettin’ blowed and sippin’ fours
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
actin’ bad and packin’ a strap up in your slab
man, obviously, i must be luciano the prophecy

[verse 3]
i’ma live like a g and i’ma die like a legend
my open mind is my weapon
my stolen eyes my protection
i feel that my life’s a lesson
i realize that i’ve been blessed and
i call this my type of session
your artist, i might have wrecked ’em
prepared for all types of flexin’
creepin’ deep just like a mexican
point a gun in my direction
k!ll me quick is my suggestion
cannabis in my blunt, i battle quick on the cut
i had to handle this chump with a mac*10 and the pump
this man ain’t givin a f*ck, i had to get this b*tch crunk
see, i know you was slippin’ when them swapped switches were pulled up
he had to give his sh*t up, now my hands is wrist*riden up
i’m out the bar gettin’ gone with the baddest b*tch in the club
i’m gettin’ richer than puff, but b*tch i’m stickin’ with thugs
went from hittin’ l!cks to flippin’ big sixes on dubs
through the streets, smokin’ sweets, runnin’ up and throwin’ freaks
breakin’ boys off on these cold*ass beats
[chorus]
if you be sippin’ drank while grippin’ grain
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be stayin’ paid and playa made
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
if you be gettin’ blowed and sippin’ fours
follow me, follow me, this is lucky’s philosophy
actin’ bad and packin’ a strap up in your slab
man, obviously, i must be luciano the prophecy

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