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Luck Video (MV)




Performed By: Harry Melrose
Length: 3:00
Written by: Harold Gonzalez




Harry Melrose - Luck Lyrics




Who got that Pacific flow?
Who be the mob from LA that gon' glow?
Who f*cked those bitches you never gon' f*ck?
Who went ahead, flexed up, made their own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Made my own luck
Girl, I made my own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Baby oh Baby, I made my own luck
Yuh I made my own luck

Melrose youngin'
I been make everything solo
Make everything clean
Y vos sos un cono, you tryna pull up
But those are fake guns that you got in your truck
And all of those bitches you paid to be there
Only the sketchy ones down to f*ck, swear
You a big G but that's only on stage
You posted up, while I smack at a rage

And this for the kids 'round the block
They know the struggle
They been through a lot
You look at me, make the judgements you do
Pero soy ambicioso, gano mas que tu
Wins after wins all the team do is win
Bitches get low like they down for the sin
And I ain't gon' drop all this money on slit
Cause she do the most for a shot at the kid
GRRT

Who got that Pacific flow?
Who be the mob from LA that gon' glow?
Who f*cked those bitches you never gon' f*ck?
Who went ahead, flexed up, made their own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Made my own luck
Girl, I made my own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Baby oh Baby, I made my own luck
Yuh I made my own luck

Young prodigy up in the SFV
Baby ride me like it means 10Gs
I can't stay, you'll catch me overseas
Or in her mouth if she still on her knees
No vacation time cause this is done for pay
I ain't there if cash is really absent, k?
Hate the mindset and you a dummy guey
I just do it, I don't care what business say

Hyphy babes and reggaeton bitches
I'll do most with stylistic switches
Work the pole and get your money baby
Work the camera, have a rapper's baby
Pause all of that I need a home in Barca
Another one in Milan, maybe one in London
Clap your hands if you been scheming onto something
We work hard for nothing
F*ck these little nothings

Scheming
I'm steady scheming
I'm steady

Who got that Pacific flow?
Who be the mob from LA that gon' glow?
Who f*cked those bitches you never gon' f*ck?
Who went ahead, flexed up, made their own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Made my own luck
Girl, I made my own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Baby oh Baby, I made my own luck
Yuh I made my own luck
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Who got that Pacific flow?
Who be the mob from LA that gon' glow?
Who f*cked those bitches you never gon' f*ck?
Who went ahead, flexed up, made their own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Made my own luck
Girl, I made my own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Baby oh Baby, I made my own luck
Yuh I made my own luck

Melrose youngin'
I been make everything solo
Make everything clean
Y vos sos un cono, you tryna pull up
But those are fake guns that you got in your truck
And all of those bitches you paid to be there
Only the sketchy ones down to f*ck, swear
You a big G but that's only on stage
You posted up, while I smack at a rage

And this for the kids 'round the block
They know the struggle
They been through a lot
You look at me, make the judgements you do
Pero soy ambicioso, gano mas que tu
Wins after wins all the team do is win
Bitches get low like they down for the sin
And I ain't gon' drop all this money on slit
Cause she do the most for a shot at the kid
GRRT

Who got that Pacific flow?
Who be the mob from LA that gon' glow?
Who f*cked those bitches you never gon' f*ck?
Who went ahead, flexed up, made their own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Made my own luck
Girl, I made my own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Baby oh Baby, I made my own luck
Yuh I made my own luck

Young prodigy up in the SFV
Baby ride me like it means 10Gs
I can't stay, you'll catch me overseas
Or in her mouth if she still on her knees
No vacation time cause this is done for pay
I ain't there if cash is really absent, k?
Hate the mindset and you a dummy guey
I just do it, I don't care what business say

Hyphy babes and reggaeton bitches
I'll do most with stylistic switches
Work the pole and get your money baby
Work the camera, have a rapper's baby
Pause all of that I need a home in Barca
Another one in Milan, maybe one in London
Clap your hands if you been scheming onto something
We work hard for nothing
F*ck these little nothings

Scheming
I'm steady scheming
I'm steady

Who got that Pacific flow?
Who be the mob from LA that gon' glow?
Who f*cked those bitches you never gon' f*ck?
Who went ahead, flexed up, made their own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Made my own luck
Girl, I made my own luck
Look I made my own luck
Made my own luck
Baby oh Baby, I made my own luck
Yuh I made my own luck
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Writer: Harold Gonzalez
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