WAY PAST LUCK (Clean)

WAY PAST LUCK (Clean) - DJ Khaled/21 Savage

Lyrics by：Khaled Khaled/Abraham-Joseph Shéyaa Bin/Tarik Azzouz/Nicholas Warwar/L. Benard/Les Ledo

Composed by：Khaled Khaled/Abraham-Joseph Shéyaa Bin/Tarik Azzouz/Nicholas Warwar/L. Benard/Les Ledo

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We The Best Music

Woah woah woah

Yeah

Another one DJ Khaled

I got fake friends givin' me hugs

I got record labels givin' me dubs

You can't book me at clubs

Police hate me white fans show me love

I just gave away bikes with a judge

I grew up in the mud

Legal money I got rich from workin'

I give back to my hood on purpose

When you make it to the top you know them rumors gon' surface

Know you talk behind my back 'cause your a*s always be nervous

Everything private on the jet we got curtains

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Thirty thousand feet and this ***** bust out twerkin'

I ain't from New Orleans but I know that you heard me

I don't play tennis but the models they serve me

Feel like I'm that n***a but plenty women done curved me

Know my worth I gave myself that many women didn't deserve me

Trusted you gave you my heart and you did nothin' but hurt me

But one thing 'bout them tables they just don't stop turning

One thing 'bout them tables they just don't stop

Yeah one thing 'bout this money it just won't stop

Heart inside the trenches I can't go pop

We make street records and they go pop

Still stand on business even though I'm rich

N***as out of pocket grab the pool stick

She don't get her purse then she gon' throw a fit

But she ride me like a rodeo no bull****

I own a lot of homes I got good deeds

Dottin' all my I's and crossin' all my T's

Lookin' at my children all I see is me

You know it's different when you responsible for how somebody breathe

Make sure that they eat 'cause I'm a hustler

I don't believe in ghosts but he's a buster

Top shotta the streets know how many n***as we done roughed up

Ferrari one-point-two remember ridin' in a pluck-pluck

Forty million a year this **** right here way past lucked up