Fortunate Ones - Wishful Thinking Lyrics
Back in the day around the MacarenaI used to rob the kids that had games for SegaCause that was the only console my parents could affordUntil I snatched dosage, Nintendo 64Went back to the house everybody was outTrying to get me off the hat everybody's really by the dimeGoing out slept with an open eyeOne deuce for the hand one flightLike Miagy used to hanging lowSelling games that we stole was a hobbyAnd everybody from Ludapark would rob me*****ing up my name like when they was RonnieRonnie, but Ronnie really got a gunShe was all for now use better runI'm the one that will remember that episodeKing Joe told you stole the showFeel like that boy...Only on TV you see firmly coco and right thereHe press you like *****ing logosI used to love essence aching but this life ain'tActing on the corner scoping goes at what I'm actingMaking some money only a fractionUp in my corner causing speakers making officialsThe thoughts of Trans Ams checking milesTo the life all for the 10 gripsGotta move enough for this perry shitGotta move enough hit the belly quickCan't move like this no cheap codesFit the nose no low blowsI want that life I cannot lieBut I don't wanna make mama cryCause I won't be that guy that liesAt the end of creditLet's get back to mortifiedWhipped tattoos...But what if, what ifI'm just rich and I'm aliveEverything in world is out of reachSo we're sailing in a sea of greenEverything in world is out of reachSo we're sailing in a sea of greenAs a teen I always partiedUsed to go to houses that were guardedFake IDs for the 40sHypnotic for the shorty surelyThey were distracted by theBeats were playing in as it dancedWe got a couple inches then plannedTo steal a bit the appeal of itMy desire was real in itEmpire of the sun for the thrill of itIPod in the purse, 400 wasn't worthAnd this one that was looking like a stretch in my HurstDead presidents, we hesitantWhile my niggers say ***** it this is negligentSo we took it from the zone and soaked it for some bonesShit 9 to 4 slide in the FoxA few weeks alter she was sucking on his *****And she had her new iPad right by her crockI'm thinking that could've been mePeople and money don't worry about factsNow I'm pitching for riches***** I got caughtBefore the commas, mo money mo problems***** it my nigger I'll live with the dramaNext party drank foolishlyBut my conscience stayed in my wayLike a mistress lead the perfumeCould've bought some polo dickAnd made parades that's for the yearYeah I know, I know I have to get face for what I have nowBut I want that lifeI cannot lieBut I don't wanna make my mama cryCause the end of credit cause of liesRipped tattoos arms on my guysBut what if, just what ifI'm rich and I'm aliveEverything in world is out of reachSo we're sailing in a sea of greenEverything in world is out of reachSo we're sailing in a sea of green
