M@d - THE LOTTO lyrics

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M@d - THE LOTTO lyrics

2X Chorus I think we all live our life in the lotto Gamblin' everyday, Hoping they calling our number I think we all live our life in the lotto Gamblin' everyday, Really it make me wonder 2X Bridge I ain't pay my car note, I ain't get the memo To busy out here, finishing up my demo Forget my credit, Take care of it when I get on I swear every night, I'm working on a hit song I know a guy, who know a guy, Who's well known If we prove we can bring a crowd He might could put us on, WRONG It's the reason why I'm 3000 miles away from home/ Took all I had then I packed my bags, so I hit the road/ With a one way ticket, folks I miss em, but time to go/ I'm like a soldier in Vietnam shipped to a war-zone/ It's honorable when you venture inside the unknown, then return with battle stories, it's all for the Glory/ Ever since i was young, i was always scheming, come to city of angels, to find out it's full of demons/ And I love it, hop in the pool of a dirty business, come out the cleanest/ The bigger the gamble, trust me the bigger win/ the type of stuff I repeat to myself as I pay rent that I can barely pay/ But I been playing my lucky numbers, know I gotta stay/ And I can't risk missing the time they call em out Take my first check, relive stress by balling out/ Last night I had a dream yo, that they called Bingo! CHORUS 2X After high-school ended we all reached a fork in the road/ Some went to college, some hit the streets, I booted up/ But I knew one day I make the world Atten-hut!/ Saluting my movement, this music will make you tense up/ As the rich get richer, and when it rains it's poorer I let the rain drain in my half-full cup and watch it pour up/ Then toast to the day my name rain as a ruler Who was given a plastic spoon as he grew up/ Watch me dig my way from freedom, guards wouldn't think I would do it/ Get free from these bars, bars made of excuses/ I'm out the cage now, better hope I don't lose it I rose from the dirt, I don't wanna hear nothing out your tulips You out here trappin in ya rappin, who you think you foolin'/ All you rappin actin', sit down it's time for some schoolin'/ And I love it hop in the pit of a dirty business come out the coolest/ CHORUS 2X

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