Tekst piosenki 'Wish Me Luck (feat. Charlie Wilson, Snoop Dogg & Moneybagg Yo)' wykonawcy 50 Cent

At least you could wish me luck

Couz, what happen to wishing a nigga luck?
I could clearly peep a snake through these cartier buffs
I was that nigga in the cut that they had thought wouldn't be nothing
Just wanted to play and the streets had forced my hand, I had to do something
BGE but we move around like the black mafia family
I can't have snitches in my circle, got real murderers around me
You can't just kick shit in my trap, break down a brick to Chun Li
I put my quota in some baggies, give the rest to auntie
You ain't mobile, bring it to your door and serve ya like subpoenas
How the hell you go from selling dope to selling out arenas?
You can win, bet it all, roll the dice, life a gamble
Close your eyes and blow out a candle

At least you could wish me luck
A nigga movin' weight
Trying to get the cake
I'm in and out of state
At least you could wish me luck
Too many niggas fake
It's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight
At least you could wish me luck

The D's ain't that good, these niggas is rattin'
They tellin' what's going on, that's how they know what's happenin'
I'm riding with the top down, trunk full of yola
Ghetto pharmaceutical, I move that coca cola
Thousand grams of pure tho, I fuck with the weirdos
They snort away the pain, bang the dope in their vein
Shorty crying, Christmas ain't coming, her pops locked up
When it hurts the worst, ACS find out she's knocked up
Welfare ain't an option when the feds come knocking
It's all fucked up, so wish me luck

At least you could wish me luck
A nigga movin' weight
Trying to get the cake
I'm in and out of state
At least you could wish me luck
Too many niggas fake
It's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight
At least you could wish me luck

Nigga started off as a youngster
Iron and arms with me, I am a pharmacy drug store
Me and my bro bro, drug lords
Momma, pray for us, oh lord
We was raised off the good book
Now we in the kitchen with the cook book
Strap in my lap, no time for the shook look
Feds tryin' to build a case, say my face is a good look
Fuck that, spot getting hot so we shook to the A
I know damn well we wasn't raised that way
Now we up, down, a pound, up, fuck, stuck, fuck

At least you could wish me luck
A nigga movin' weight
Trying to get the cake
I'm in and out of state
At least you could wish me luck
Too many niggas fake
It's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight
At least you could wish me luck

I don't go hand and hand
It go gram after gram
Yea' holla at me man
At least you could wish me luck
Too many niggas fake
It's hard to tell a snake
One more flip and I'm straight
At least you could wish me luck
At least you wish me luck
Ooh yea', wish me luck
All you gotta do is wish me l-you-c-k (wish me)
All you got to do is wish me lu-ck (wish me luck)