Bad Luck J.I the Prince of N.Y

[Intro]
Day after day, seems like I push against the clouds
They just keep blocking out the sun

[Verse 1]
Yeah, day after day I be like fuck it, nigga
Been a couple days since we last spoke and now you fuckin' niggas
I had his shorty on my dick, should've made her suck it, nigga
You was talkin' all that shit, and now you duckin' niggas
It's cool, 'less you think I'm a fool
Got so much tricks up my sleeve, I don't know which one I'ma chose
Got all these rips in my jeans, but they still gon' look at my shoes
Know I move like a demon, I came to fuck up the mood

[Pre-Chorus]
It goes on and on and on 'cause she keep tryna do me wrong
I don't know what you was on 'cause I ain't never did you wrong
Beef goes on and on and on 'cause niggas really want me gone, yeah
That's why I always gotta stay focused, nigga, yeah
We on alert 'cause we don't know this nigga, yeah
We tryna get high so we might smoke this nigga, yeah
He don't know who I am so I'ma show this nigga, yeah
And if it jam, I might just poke this nigga, yeah

[Chorus]
I was broke so you know a young nigga had to get his racks up
I don't know what a nigga might do so I stay strapped up
I don't got a damn thing to lose so nigga, act up
I done been through mad stuff, I guess I got bad luck
I was broke so you know a young nigga had to get his racks up
I don't know what a nigga might do, so I stay strapped up
I don't got a damn thing to lose so nigga, act up
I done been through mad stuff, I guess I got bad luck