What the fuck is going on
Seems like my luck is all gone
I wonder, wonder, fuck is going on
It seems, seems like my luck is all gone

Tryina do right but blue light are behind
I didn’t know that I was swerving across the dotted line
Me and a friend of mine, as I pulled to the right
Ah shit, I’m black and she’s white
We had an ounce of purple drought, 
She act like she hurt a toe
And I was the one who’s taking her ass to the hospital
But that didn’t work, police pulled me by the shirt
Whipped my face to the dirt, had my elbow hurt and shit
In the back seat, looking like a nerd
On my ...road, getting shit first
No choice but to enjoy the ride
I guess I need time to clear my mind cause I wonder

What the fuck is going on
Seems like my luck is all gone
I wonder, wonder, fuck is going on
It seems, seems like my luck is all gone

Now have you ever been caught up in a ridiculous predicament
Your done tolled and your cell phone was in the bitch
All behind the bitch tryina take a picture with you
And when you get your car back you got a fender bent
Not to mention that the dog ate the couch
And my riding dirty cd then walked out the house
My brother mike holling by, he ain’t got it
But everytime it’s missing he always find it
Bills past due, and the grass need cut
Neighbors next door talking loud, saying nothing
I smoked the last duby in the ashtray last night
Right after the lights blue out, no flashlight
Hurricane readers on the way, 
And every corner that you turn it’s more niggas in your way
I’m running out of gas and I can’t go home
What the fuck is going on man, my luck is all gone

What the fuck is going on
Seems like my luck is all gone
I wonder, wonder, fuck is going on
It seems, seems like my luck is all gone

I was dipping through my old hood, minding my own
The next thing you know it’s flashlights shining my dome
I’m getting stopped by the cops tryina find what was wrong
Had to creep so I can sneak and put my seatbelt on
He asked for my license and my vehicle registration
I handed it out the window with no hesitation
Shit, I’m riding clean glock in the stash spot
Everything’s up to date so I’m ready to mash up
And get back on my journey to the hood
I just paid my ticket so I know I’m all good
He hit me with sir step out the car, and put your hands on the hood
You got some horns up in precinct 4, out cypress wood
I was handcuffed and stuffed in the back of my ass
And I’m hella mad because I got a pocket full of cash
And this cop won’t let me pay my bun to get home
I ain’t get to the crib till the next morn, what the fuck is going on

What the fuck is going on
Seems like my luck is all gone
I wonder, wonder, fuck is going on
It seems, seems like my luck is all gone.