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Fortune Cookie Video (MV)




Performed By: Max Fortune
Length: 2:14
Written by: Jerry Ducas




Max Fortune - Fortune Cookie Lyrics
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Seasoned pets see me as a threat
You see me as a vet
Still murder pussy you should get yourself checked
Out, Self-service running routes
Tried to sell herbs to help my money sprout
Project is done till the next one... can't past it
Never going plastic its a wrap you can't mask it
Or touch it so you call it classic
Far from your best still its sicker than your average
Now and days you close eyes to visualize bars
Might go blind tryna visualize this hard
Plus the point I'm tryna make might pass you off guard
Bringing heat as an ace is how I split from sub-par
Deep in a sleep house a long way from home
Tryna build my empire a day away from Rome
Here's a little tip from some guy named Jerome
Get you a Raven Baxter and stay away from Simone
From wannabe goon to rich tycoon
Hello moon goodnight coons
Leave my living room with a wake of dead at my home
F*** survivor's syndrome I wanna blow like fire dome
Making my tempo implode all these shadow clones
F****** with my voodoo, oops I mean ninjutsu
Watch who you bump into
Davey Jones out the blue oceanic Atlantic
Carribean cold on flows might sink the Titanic
Sick to the basic
AKA antiacid I'm rancid more anticipated then K. Cole's joint
Brush up on your vocals see the scope of my view from my vantage point
Doing damage and watching n****** vanish like Atlantis
Open the Stargate
Dudes be stagnate locked in a star's gaze on planets
Stay stuck in my orbit
Deep in my hair, I'm a tortoise
Might as well forfeit
You'll wind up an orphan
Air pumping in my chest harder the some organs
No need of warrant take your portrait
Leave you cooling off on a shirt like some porridge
To anyone's hearing ain't distorted
This ain't a threat it's a warning
Moving global forces like global warming
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Seasoned pets see me as a threat
You see me as a vet
Still murder pussy you should get yourself checked
Out, Self-service running routes
Tried to sell herbs to help my money sprout
Project is done till the next one... can't past it
Never going plastic its a wrap you can't mask it
Or touch it so you call it classic
Far from your best still its sicker than your average
Now and days you close eyes to visualize bars
Might go blind tryna visualize this hard
Plus the point I'm tryna make might pass you off guard
Bringing heat as an ace is how I split from sub-par
Deep in a sleep house a long way from home
Tryna build my empire a day away from Rome
Here's a little tip from some guy named Jerome
Get you a Raven Baxter and stay away from Simone
From wannabe goon to rich tycoon
Hello moon goodnight coons
Leave my living room with a wake of dead at my home
F*** survivor's syndrome I wanna blow like fire dome
Making my tempo implode all these shadow clones
F****** with my voodoo, oops I mean ninjutsu
Watch who you bump into
Davey Jones out the blue oceanic Atlantic
Carribean cold on flows might sink the Titanic
Sick to the basic
AKA antiacid I'm rancid more anticipated then K. Cole's joint
Brush up on your vocals see the scope of my view from my vantage point
Doing damage and watching n****** vanish like Atlantis
Open the Stargate
Dudes be stagnate locked in a star's gaze on planets
Stay stuck in my orbit
Deep in my hair, I'm a tortoise
Might as well forfeit
You'll wind up an orphan
Air pumping in my chest harder the some organs
No need of warrant take your portrait
Leave you cooling off on a shirt like some porridge
To anyone's hearing ain't distorted
This ain't a threat it's a warning
Moving global forces like global warming
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Writer: Jerry Ducas
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