777 LOTTERY

[Verse]
This music shit's about luck, I’m tryna win the lottery
Make a hit people like so more people follow me
My luck ain't good but I'ma make it happen
All these fake friends, hope I catch them lacking
Walk out my house with my knife
Set a detector off, not gonna lie
I just do, fuck the word try
I’m living how I'm living, yeah this is my life
If I was still ghostwriting then I wouldn't be happy with mine
Making hits is your own damn job
I'm writing shit that I can sing along
Placing bets, put them all on me
I'll be still here, with or without the infamy
Willy Wonka niggas on some Disneyland bullshit
Be real with me, stop talking nonsеnse
Stop typing shit out, I ain't reading comments
Dеtermining your own worth just by a like bar
Who the fuck are you without all your songs yeah
I know who I am and I know who I'm not
Push to start the car, let's pull off on the lot
I don’t got a lot so I just gotta work
I’ll never let someone online determine my worth
All this effort man, I'm going to make this shit work
People think I’m Emochao, yeah I fucking wish
If I had head start I'd be famous
Bob the Builder, nah he can't fix this
Chris Jericho, putting people on the list
Vomited once, still recording shit
LODM$, making moves quick
Can't rip it off, one of a kind
Lock me in a room with you, I can break your mind
Placing bets, put them all on me
I’ll be still here, with or without the infamy
Willy Wonka niggas on some Disneyland bullshit
Be real with me, stop talking nonsense
Stop typing shit out, I ain't reading comments
Determining your own worth by a like bar
Who the fuck are you without your songs
I know who I am and I know who I'm not
Push to start the car, pull off on the lot
I don't got a lot so I gotta work hard
People think I'm Emochao, yeah I fucking wish
If I had head start I'd be famous