No Luck by Miles Minnick, Fern


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No Luck - Single by Miles Minnick

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No Luck
by Miles Minnick, Fern

Album: No Luck - Single


Intro
Yeah, ayy, oh, G.Rose
Look it, ma!
Hey, hey, hey

Pre-Chorus: Miles Minnick
I be mobbin' from the East to the West (To the West)
Go through drama, but believe for the best (Best)
Got my Father, He's relievin' the stress (Ayy, ayy)
Walk by faith, I'm 'bout to leap out the nest (Ayy, ayy, okay)

Chorus: Miles Minnick
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Ayy)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Ayy)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Blessed)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck

Verse 1: Miles Minnick
So my Father is the plug with no cable (No cable)
How I made it this far with no label (No label)
What they tryna offer me was like an insult (Haha)
How I set the table, you just brought utensils (Okay, okay, okay)
I got Fernie with me at the club, it's social (Yeah)
Tally up this lap and you can calculate the total (Yeah)
Miami to Columbia, the Glo was goin' global (Yeah)
Miles Morales in the chat, and now they goin' loco (Okay, okay, okay)
Hey, here to shake up the game, no pom pom
Crew hotter than wonton, the littest of all time (Littest of all time)
Land of the E, from the city of gang signs (Yee!)
Ain't talkin' 'bout hang-time, I'm talkin' 'bout bang time (Yee, yee, yee, yee!)
Got the Glo inside me, you should come and see
If the Devil run up on me, we gon' knock him underneath
I'm a child of the King, he have to fight for custody
He's reversin' every curse, so don't you try to cuss at me, these demons had enough of me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Pre-Chorus: Miles Minnick
I be mobbin' from the East to the West (To the West)
Go through drama, but believe for the best (Best)
Got my Father, He's relievin' the stress (Ayy, ayy)
Walk by faith, I'm 'bout to leap out the nest (Ayy, ayy, okay)

Chorus: Miles Minnick
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Ayy)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Ayy)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Blessed)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck

Verse 2: Fern
Ever since I was a kid, ridin' bikes through the neighborhood
West side of town, call it Stu, my face credit good (Yeah)
In Hollywood, the place that raised me where I raised mines
Few times I shouldn't have made it, you know I praise God (Praise)
Remember them nights that I prayed for this (Yeah)
No bag in the work could make me stray from this (Nah)
I work hard, but the Lord died for me, no comparison (Yee)
My works are just filthy rags for those comparin' 'em (Yee, yee, yee)
Bicoastal, rain, sleet, hella snow, the flow postal (Oh)
Deliver like UPS trucks, since I'm 'posed to (Uh)
Make visuals, audibly what I'm called to (Nah)
Currently still on plan A, pray it don't fall through (Ooh)
Uh, the South and the Bay know what's up
And my God's who I claim, He's the set I'm throwin' up (Woo-ooh)
Uh, much love, throw your Ws in the sky
This Broad' to the Bay, Bay down to Broad', put that on God
Huh, Fern

Pre-Chorus: Miles Minnick
I be mobbin' from the East to the West (To the West)
Go through drama, but believe for the best (Best)
Got my Father, He's relievin' the stress (Ayy, ayy)
Walk by faith, I'm 'bout to leap out the nest (Ayy, ayy, okay)

Chorus: Miles Minnick
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Ayy)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Ayy)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck (Blessed)
(Oh) Uh, all blessed, no luck

Outro: Miles Minnick
All blessed, no luck


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- This might be my favorite song right now - mony / Mar 27, 2022

- So good! - guest / Oct 25, 2021


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