Good Luck Bad Luck (Main)

Lyricist Lounge ft. Richie Balance and Rack-Lo - “Good Luck Bad Luck”
[Emcee(s): Richie Balance and Rack-Lo]
[Producer(s): Will Tell]

[Verse 1: Richie Balance]
I piss on city streets, cut people off. Se-
-quence: someone else speak, tell a bitch I love her
Fuck her, then leave. Nigga, don’t cheat
I got a tendency of drinking Hennessey
With cash as cream before I even eat

[Verse 2: Rack-Lo]
Bad luck. Always run into beef, superstitious
Ridiculous, keep a shank on me
Drive without a license, no insurance, no gas
Money—tank on “E.” You want a souvenir?
Here, take a Lizzy

[Verse 3: Richie Balance]
Stay too trizzy
Smoke ‘til too fizzy
Over two dolies

[Verse 4: Rack-Lo]
Smoke even if I don’t
Have weed. It’ll cost too much, it’s bad for my lungs
Like Bernhard Goetz, firing dumdums

[Verse 5: Richie Balance]
I jaywalk drunk, park drugs
In the city districts, drink 40s with no
Skirts on it

[Verse 6: Rack-Lo]
Every mic, we’re spitting. Who put a mill on it?
With insane mouth and twice. Spit
The po twice, get locked up. Beat myself
With my rights. [?] this ain’t night

[Hook: Rack-Lo] (x2)
I got
Good habits, bad habits, bad luck
Good luck. There’s two sides to every coin
Life is good, life is fucked, but we’re
Never giving up, yo, so give it up

[Verse 7: Rack-Lo]
Jump off a roof, get up, and walk away
Put heat to your heat and tell boss players to pray
Just to get a rep, push you off a bal-
-cony—oops—then tell you to watch your step
Stalk record execs acting shady
Talk to myself like I’m crazy, ambush you
With martial arts like I just came home from the
Navy. I pay no taxes—the government pay me
Big faces in suitcases
Outrageous, wish bad luck on you
It’s contagious. Crumb-snatcher was married
Even when I was a bachelor, immature
Arrogant and rotten to the core. Red-
-rum. Rack-Lo behind a steering wheel
While Richie Balance rides shotgun, yo, I’ll cause
Seven years bad luck ‘cause the mirror shattered

[Hook: Rack-Lo] (x2)
I got
Good habits, bad habits, bad luck
Good luck. There’s two sides to every coin
Life is good, life is fucked, but we’re
Never giving up, yo, so give it up

[Verse 8: Richie Balance]
I wish people accept me for who I am:
Richie. Fuck it, I’m a numskull
Hardheaded, disrespectful, fat bastard
Bad habit happens. High school drop-
-out who took life for granted, a fucking
Joke, but ain’t laughing now. Only
Smile. Me proud? Proud of what?
My health? I thank God for that
Can’t get mad at him, son. But what’s living?
Without the green lettuce and dressing?
“At least carry twenty cent.” Easy
For you to say. I’ve been without so long that my
Pockets talk to me. Sleepy, had to make
Moves, use tools, wake early
Fuck sleeping late. Cup of coffee and a
Loosie do me justice (That’s why)

[Hook: Rack-Lo] (x2)
I got
Good habits, bad habits, bad luck
Good luck. There’s two sides to every coin
Life is good, life is fucked, but we’re
Never giving up, yo, so give it up

[Outro: Rack-Lo]
Rack-Lo, Dr. Droolittle, Richie Balance, Magnifispits. Trapped on Skilligan’s Island, yo. Skillionaire Entertainment, Spit Squad. Huh