I spent my life making bad luck in the good time
 Thinking back where I was, taking the good things with the bad!
 For all ive lost, seen this far. make me realize I have
 I wanna live my days in vein,but very far make me smile again
 Seems like a natural thing to do
 Just remember!

 (uh 1,2)
 Steady on my mind
 Bad luck, good times
 For me it happens in the morning when I’m waiting for lights
 I start thinking if he wrote my script different
 Pictures with the [bad word] lets spray in this missed our existence
 Never gone as far to say I wished on a star
 But I could say I wished for a car!
 Simple traits of us, people think it’s too small
 Now I realize the blink of the night, the medicine sink in us all
 Sink a swim in the season is fall, then it’s gone to November
 But remember that December will call!
 Permanent, not as long as some night think
 Last week I cleaned up some permanent ink
 Oh, I’m on the verge of a break
 There’s something new before the sky might fall and earth sinks
 I sat down and played the card I’m dealt
 Some good, some bad, and still the message was felt
 This are good times!

 [bad word] 

 Oh, it was 20/20 vision than before the catch you and closed
 The audience was listening
 Oh, that’s the purpose of reflecting
 The purpose of a words missed pen bleeding ink to my sketches permanent!
 Put the madness to the method
 Round the same [bad word] dropped the resurrection classic
 My [bad word] was still tripping of tabs of bad asset
 Dreaming about my own rap, distant plastic
 Selling demos back then became a lonely trill
 Always got denied by the homie with the pony tail
 Chalk that one of us was part of the game, right?
 Looking back up to the [bad word]  the same, the same time
 My momma leaving my pops was around the same time
 Neil Diamond sang love on the rocks
 Make yourself a good day cause no one will do this besides yourself
 Think about those words, each time when you’re about to lose a good time!

 [bad word] 

 You never know, you never know, you never know!
 Good times is how I’m living it up
 With my glass half full is how I’m veiwing the cup
 It went from ? over, to holding on a four leaf clover
 Trying to follow lady luck when she is stuck
 Seeing birds out form six two
 So I keep getting high, trying to lift my view
 It’s funny how to pay bills can build the fan base
 I love the role, but it using my land and thats [bad word] straight
 I make the plan, but at least one to say it
 They not quite ik but still drown from my anamay
 I kept it moving and I plan to stay, until the camera pans away
 These are good times, I walk the street with a bye
 And everything I did in the name of that hi
 Whether I fly or I sold a million
 Got boo'd every solitary hand up toward the ceiling
 These are good times

 [bad word]