Lucky Clover (Acoustic) - Portland

I said rest in peace my fallen soilders Top shottahs, money makers Heartbreakin' soldiers R.I.P the great granny She my lucky clover She gone guide me the right way Yea, she still watchin' over She still alive on my behalf, I don't know 'bout yours I love my mom until the end, man I cherish her love My father a real nigga, I don't know 'bout yours Aint no fake shit in my blood, I don't know 'bout yours I don't know 'bout yours Always seen as number one Never showed you number two How I showed you im the one But get treat like number two I remember lovin' you, never treated like your boo I remember lovin' you, kissing you not missing you Not too many others left So that mean they took the rest Stack it up to six figures, gotta get a bigger bag Know this one gone get em mad, I know this one gone get em mad See me in and out the Jag Different lane, dont do no cabs VS2 the clarity I know you see it jumpin' man Dont ask for no helpin' hand One day im gone be the man A lot of people change when you make great decisions Just to feel like im alright, I need like six figures A lot of shit get me so tight, so I just keep my distance Niggas hating on my name and hating on my talent When im high and in the both, I could create some magic Last bitch I had told me, baby keep on rapping Baby thats my dream and imma make it happen (Imma make it happen) I said rest in peace my fallen soilders Top shottahs, money makers Heartbreakin' soldiers R.I.P the great granny She my lucky clover She gone guide me the right way Yea, she still watchin' over She still alive on my behalf, I don't know 'bout yours I love my mom until the end, man I cherish her love My father a real nigga, I don't know 'bout yours Aint no fake shit in my blood, I don't know 'bout yours I dont know 'bout yours Mama love really my lucky clover Im glad she still here She Really is my bestest soldier Never hesitate to lend a shoulder Never had me sleeping on no sofa Never had a bed in the kitchen, slept with toaster Taught me how to stack it Showed me how to make it grow up You think your life is just a game until you fucking grow up False promises My pops, the nigga never showed up Probably lose it, kick me every night i fucking pour up Yea Till i fucking throw up Fucking toured up D2R get more bucks Yea We gone run it up We gone fuck shit up We aint winnnin' not enough Yea mhmm Yea Mhmm, Ahhh Mhmm Mhmm Mhmm

Used to untruly So kindly and it left You lying here in ruin You cut the hand of a good friend And you smile in all you're doing Got a hole burning in your brain Just north of the last line on a southbound train You wonder why you look all over just to find a four-leaf clover And as you pick it, it just withers away But now you live so true Mysterious and blue, waking up each morning all alone You sip black coffee, but you hate the taste And your crown of thorns weighs heaviest at home Got a hole burning in your heart Where once before you love was overflowin' And you hate the sky for crying and you love the same sky when it's smilin' Peeking through the blinds Is your only means of knowing Are you not your mother's son? Once on the run for throwing stones at old windows But you live so freely and you walk so easy Leaning with whichever way the wind would blow

Ah Now I don't hardly know her But I think I can love her Crimson and clover Ah When she comes walkin' over Now I've been waitin' to show her Crimson and clover Over and over Yeah (ba-da, da-da, da-da) My, my, such a sweet thing (ba-da, da-da, da-da) I wanna do everything (ba-da, da-da, da-da) What a beautiful feelin' (ba-da, da-da, da-da) Crimson and clover (ba-da, da-da, da-da) Over and over Crimson and clover, over and over Crimson and clover, over and over Crimson and clover, over and over Crimson and clover, over and over