Lucky

So far, so drab, can't call it no towers on quest (So) (So) So worn, unclear If I knew, then I wouldn't be stressed (So) Get a child, fill your heart 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 Surely I'll accept, oh My choices breed regrets, oh Hope soon soon there's none left, 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 Ooooh (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 If you tryin' 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

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