[Intro Chatter]

This instrumental called my heart
I was recording conversations in the car
And I knew that this would be the perfect start
This music a mothafucking art
Let me take you back to 1995
The day that I was blessed with this life
In my momma arms tears in my momma eyes
Smiles everywhere, happy that i'm alive
Four years later laying in my daddy bed
I woke my momma up round 3 AM
My momma heard me talking so she listened very close
I was sleep talking this is what I said
If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense
I was 4 years old on my grown man shit
Ever since then that's been my mantra
Get the cash ASAP
ALWAYS STRIVE AND PROSPER
Daddy was a lucky man
Real good at gamblin'
Ran the streets with the dice
He was known for hustlin'
But he knew where he came from
Forever stayed a humble man
He would give money to bums that was strugglin'
4 years later auntie roll up to my school
School was out for hours she was way past due
She never showed up so I knew bad news
Me and my brother Richard hopped in and ZOOM
We asked what's wrong
Her voice was blank
Auntie pulled up to the house
Slammed the brakes
My momma out the door
Tears running down her face
She yelling Richard gone
Your dad passed away
We were lost in translation
Didn't know what to say
My brother was 10 and I was 8
We couldn't move
Ran out the car and fell to my momma legs
I ain't wanna believe my daddy was really dead
I know it sounds crazy but the one thing I believe
This is exactly how my life was supposed to be
I'm super lucky that's why I go by Lucky Meech
But luck is just another word for destiny
The air is my paper and my voice is the pen
Ima do whatever I can to get my ends
I know that ima make it somehow someway
And you can gaurentee that i'm gon get paid