[Intro: nobigdyl. & DJ Mykael V]
Rather have bad luck then bad company
Sometimes I wonder
Don't confuse this fortune for misfortune
What it would be like if we was cut from the same cloth?
Lotto
I can't even imagine it
'Cause if y'all was
Y'all would've caught up by now
God always! (Dyllie)
[Verse 1: nobigdyl.]
A lot on my mind, so you just hit the lottery (A lot)
Lately I been watching the hypocrisy (Hypocrisy)
Lot of us got problems with the honesty (Really do)
'Long as you know that God not with the mockery (He really not)
I let it click, then let the pic develop properly (Pew, pew, pew)
I see a lot of y'all just wanna takе a shot at me
You saw what happened to Sodom, you'll havе to pardon me (You'll have to pardon me)
You saw what happened to Sodom, yeah
See a lot of salt, but you see what happened to Lot (Lot)
Read a lot of Paul, but geez, he asking a lot, God
I been feelin' needy, my heart is bleeding a lot (A lot)
Got a pound of weed and I need a reason to stop, God
I know I'm a beast, I could probably get to the top (The top)
But it's open season, they hate the preachin' a lot, God
They want me to leave You, but please believe that I'm not (I'm not)
Keep havin' these dreams that You'll leave and I'll be forgot, God
Lot on my mind, so you just hit the lottery (A whole lot)
A humble beast, I'm probably Prop's favorite prodigy (I am)
Don't need the pop as long as Pop is feeling proud of me (Whew)
Took the top off, now the Coupe got a lobotomy
Karaoglanov, I hit up Ru for the theology (Come on, Dyl)
Maranatha, we need the Father, clothe us righteous, Ferragamo
Rather have bad luck then bad company
Sometimes I wonder
Don't confuse this fortune for misfortune
What it would be like if we was cut from the same cloth?
Lotto
I can't even imagine it
'Cause if y'all was
Y'all would've caught up by now
God always! (Dyllie)
[Verse 1: nobigdyl.]
A lot on my mind, so you just hit the lottery (A lot)
Lately I been watching the hypocrisy (Hypocrisy)
Lot of us got problems with the honesty (Really do)
'Long as you know that God not with the mockery (He really not)
I let it click, then let the pic develop properly (Pew, pew, pew)
I see a lot of y'all just wanna takе a shot at me
You saw what happened to Sodom, you'll havе to pardon me (You'll have to pardon me)
You saw what happened to Sodom, yeah
See a lot of salt, but you see what happened to Lot (Lot)
Read a lot of Paul, but geez, he asking a lot, God
I been feelin' needy, my heart is bleeding a lot (A lot)
Got a pound of weed and I need a reason to stop, God
I know I'm a beast, I could probably get to the top (The top)
But it's open season, they hate the preachin' a lot, God
They want me to leave You, but please believe that I'm not (I'm not)
Keep havin' these dreams that You'll leave and I'll be forgot, God
Lot on my mind, so you just hit the lottery (A whole lot)
A humble beast, I'm probably Prop's favorite prodigy (I am)
Don't need the pop as long as Pop is feeling proud of me (Whew)
Took the top off, now the Coupe got a lobotomy
Karaoglanov, I hit up Ru for the theology (Come on, Dyl)
Maranatha, we need the Father, clothe us righteous, Ferragamo
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