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Fortune Video (MV)




Performed By: SeDrew
Length: 3:36
Written by: SeDrew Price




SeDrew - Fortune Lyrics




Pour up for the times we was poorer
I had to jump off the porch
I had to hop in da Porsche
Used to flip packs out a ford truck
Now I'm countin up a fortune
Outlaw ridin horses
How he rope the neck they want him hung
Slugs in my mouth and my gun
Need bucks I'll let u hold sum
No church but still raised wit nun
Trap packed wit cash George Jung
Brains blew car goin dumb
If it ain't the city iont run
Look see I'm da one
Wit da penny (he) magic no orlando
'Fore I became a band it was da bando
Hand to hand out da Louis jansport
Mary cocaine' an' mo
Get cha shot henny ammo
Hangin out norf, westside had me on gang file cam roll
Kno I came up on dat eastside whole set fly I played cam role
Pump drugs no asthma attack green on me masters jacket
Homie got da package acrobatic by da liquor store 'cross from tabernacle
Come up short put u (in a scope) u gon need a doc for da aftermath
Hoes on my phone and they match it by design turn em round apple back
Swang thru cut battle axes
She tryna cuff her puss a patty wagon
Cloudy day my lungs
Blunt look like a bunt
Issa movie goin up
They just act I stunt
First place for my fronts
Top dawg call me punch
I got freight by da ton
But don't play where da money

There go my funds
There go my funds
There go my funds
Break me a bih
There go my funds
Jus hit a lick
There go my funds

She kno a playa ballin saw me get da tip off from da jump
I done had ya main for lunch
Mama say she want my sons
Whip peel like Chiquita
I'm high i forgot the ceiling
Dead guy vision I'm da reaper
I (eye) got the bag I ain't sleepy
Drawls guillotine when she seen me
Ice like D3 3D
Skate off wit a bad broad
Work da stick and I smack wall
Summer hot wodie rock white
Winter cold got the tan off
Prahlem spring up won't no man fall
Control da forecast when ass wobble
Fur on me that's a Sasquatch
Tip toe stacks stand tall
Green on em he ain't at war
Grands get grenade hand toss
When pants gone iont slack off
Fill her guts she a scantron
A rag doll to a mad dog
Then NASA light and blast off
Foggy day my lungs
Blunt fat thats a trunk
Movie reel on da run
Don't try at home I stunt
Chest say I done won
Whip it uncle willie son
Sumo wrestler scale number
But first playa where da money

There go my funds
There go my funds
There go my funds
Break me a bih
There go my funds
Jus hit a lick
There go my funds

Remember I couldn't afford
Had to grab me a fortune
Used to flip packs out a ford truck
Now I'm countin up a fortune
There go my funds
There go my funds
Show me the money
There go my funds
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Pour up for the times we was poorer
I had to jump off the porch
I had to hop in da Porsche
Used to flip packs out a ford truck
Now I'm countin up a fortune
Outlaw ridin horses
How he rope the neck they want him hung
Slugs in my mouth and my gun
Need bucks I'll let u hold sum
No church but still raised wit nun
Trap packed wit cash George Jung
Brains blew car goin dumb
If it ain't the city iont run
Look see I'm da one
Wit da penny (he) magic no orlando
'Fore I became a band it was da bando
Hand to hand out da Louis jansport
Mary cocaine' an' mo
Get cha shot henny ammo
Hangin out norf, westside had me on gang file cam roll
Kno I came up on dat eastside whole set fly I played cam role
Pump drugs no asthma attack green on me masters jacket
Homie got da package acrobatic by da liquor store 'cross from tabernacle
Come up short put u (in a scope) u gon need a doc for da aftermath
Hoes on my phone and they match it by design turn em round apple back
Swang thru cut battle axes
She tryna cuff her puss a patty wagon
Cloudy day my lungs
Blunt look like a bunt
Issa movie goin up
They just act I stunt
First place for my fronts
Top dawg call me punch
I got freight by da ton
But don't play where da money

There go my funds
There go my funds
There go my funds
Break me a bih
There go my funds
Jus hit a lick
There go my funds

She kno a playa ballin saw me get da tip off from da jump
I done had ya main for lunch
Mama say she want my sons
Whip peel like Chiquita
I'm high i forgot the ceiling
Dead guy vision I'm da reaper
I (eye) got the bag I ain't sleepy
Drawls guillotine when she seen me
Ice like D3 3D
Skate off wit a bad broad
Work da stick and I smack wall
Summer hot wodie rock white
Winter cold got the tan off
Prahlem spring up won't no man fall
Control da forecast when ass wobble
Fur on me that's a Sasquatch
Tip toe stacks stand tall
Green on em he ain't at war
Grands get grenade hand toss
When pants gone iont slack off
Fill her guts she a scantron
A rag doll to a mad dog
Then NASA light and blast off
Foggy day my lungs
Blunt fat thats a trunk
Movie reel on da run
Don't try at home I stunt
Chest say I done won
Whip it uncle willie son
Sumo wrestler scale number
But first playa where da money

There go my funds
There go my funds
There go my funds
Break me a bih
There go my funds
Jus hit a lick
There go my funds

Remember I couldn't afford
Had to grab me a fortune
Used to flip packs out a ford truck
Now I'm countin up a fortune
There go my funds
There go my funds
Show me the money
There go my funds
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Writer: SeDrew Price
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