Fortunate Ones - Wishful Thinking lyrics

rate me

Back in the day around the Macarena

I used to rob the kids that had games for Sega

Cause that was the only console my parents could afford

Until I snatched dosage, Nintendo 64

Went back to the house everybody was out

Trying to get me off the hat everybody’s really by the dime

Going out slept with an open eye

One deuce for the hand one flight

Like Miagy used to hanging low

Selling games that we stole was a hobby

And everybody from Ludapark would rob me

Fucking up my name like when they was Ronnie

Ronnie, but Ronnie really got a gun

She was all for now use better run

I’m the one that will remember that episode

King Joe told you stole the show

Feel like that boy...

Only on TV you see firmly coco and right there

He press you like fucking logos

I used to love essence aching but this life ain’t

Acting on the corner scoping goes at what I’m acting

Making some money only a fraction

Up in my corner causing speakers making officials

The thoughts of Trans Ams checking miles

To the life all for the 10 grips

Gotta move enough for this perry shit

Gotta move enough hit the belly quick

Can’t move like this no cheap codes

Fit the nose no low blows

I want that life I cannot lie

But I don’t wanna make mama cry

Cause I won’t be that guy that lies

At the end of credit

Let’s get back to mortified

Whipped tattoos...

But what if, what if

I’m just rich and I’m alive

Everything in world is out of reach

So we’re sailing in a sea of green

Everything in world is out of reach

So we’re sailing in a sea of green

As a teen I always partied

Used to go to houses that were guarded

Fake IDs for the 40s

Hypnotic for the shorty surely

They were distracted by the

Beats were playing in as it danced

We got a couple inches then planned

To steal a bit the appeal of it

My desire was real in it

Empire of the sun for the thrill of it

iPod in the purse, 400 wasn’t worth

And this one that was looking like a stretch in my Hurst

Dead presidents, we hesitant

While my niggers say fuck it this is negligent

So we took it from the zone and soaked it for some bones

Shit 9 to 4 slide in the Fox

A few weeks alter she was sucking on his cock

And she had her new iPad right by her crock

I’m thinking that could’ve been me

People and money don’t worry about facts

Now I’m pitching for riches

Fuck I got caught

Before the commas, mo money mo problems

Fuck it my nigger I’ll live with the drama

Next party drank foolishly

But my conscience stayed in my way

Like a mistress lead the perfume

Could’ve bought some polo dick

And made parades that’s for the year

Yeah I know, I know I have to get face for what I have now

But I want that life

I cannot lie

But I don’t wanna make my mama cry

Cause the end of credit cause of lies

Ripped tattoos arms on my guys

But what if, just what if

I’m rich and I’m alive

Everything in world is out of reach

So we’re sailing in a sea of green

Everything in world is out of reach

So we’re sailing in a sea of green