Fortunate Lyrics – The Game | Kanye West

Fortunate Lyrics by The Game ft. Kanye West, Dreezy, CHLLER is latest English song with music also given by Timbaland, Tobias Wincorn. Fortunate song lyrics are written by The Game, Kanye West, Dreezy, CHLLER.

Fortunate Song Detail

Fortunate Lyrics

Yo, ye
Yo!
Yo, I’m at the london
I need you to swing by, pick me up
On my way
Aight!

Look, let me tell you why they call it lambchop
’cause I’m a g.O.A.T. In the roaster, sandlot
Big dawg, baseball, sniffin’ ’til your face off
Only makin’ short stops, the apple call me a-rod
This is thirty for thirty, out the six-god
Everybody thanos ’til you show up with a hit squad
Brick squad, ten-seventeen out the trunk
Timbaland know the chopper go bra-rum-ba-bum-bum
Billie eilish, I go stylish, ivan drago wrist rocky
N!Gga, I go viral, suicidal doors up, touch the eiffel
On a cross next to yeezy like they crucified you
Michael, michael jordan, tyson, michael myers
Grab the mic and I’m a killer for hire, man
On the freeway, dippin’ with ima
Don cheadle when I’m grippin’ the iron, man
Yе!

I’m him, I’m him, I’m, I’m
I’m him, I’m him, I might have to drop the yeezy swim
Just, just to get yeezy to swim
Shе said “Yeezy need to drop it in her windpipe” (her windpipe)
Still ain’t met a ho that I didn’t wife (didn’t wife)
“Since his momma passed, he ain’t been right” (been right)
Rich n!Gga sh!T, this a different life (different life)
Sh!T too cloudy when you get your ice (get your ice)
Old school audi, man, that sh!T nice (sh!T nice)
Two joints hangin’ out the balcony
If a another b!Tch give me the alchemy
Tell me this her favorite book what I’m bound to see
What, what, what, what
How many n!Ggas had it out for me?
Did you tell your girlfriends
That you down to leave? (to leave)

You so fortunate
’cause we doin’ it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with ye without forcin’ it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she nore’d it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
She the g.O.A.T
I can tell, I can, I can tell

Ayy!
I’m so fortunate
I put the stars in the ceilin’ like a ornament
Yeah, hour-glass body so proportioned
I’m under thirty with a thirty like the forbes and sh!T
You know I’m with the game if all my n!Ggas throwin’
Up the letter b (the letter b)
You know I’m with ye when I say it
Ain’t nothin’ that you tellin’ me
Make a white n!Gga switch his pornhub to ebony
I went from berettas and the shotta to keepin’
That berretta clean
Like fu*k a bank, I count it like calculators
We movin’ one step ahead of you, every move calculated
Don’t ask me ’bout the opps, we slid, they evacuated
You come on the block
You gotta check in like a baggage claim, n!Gga
Big dreams (big dreams)

Timbo the king
N!Gga, ye had us in miami writin’ for a month
We kept a sixteen as told

I told her give me neck like flamingos
Tú tienes novio, numinatti lingo
Diamonds like a stripper name, star like ringo
I’m with ye lookin’ for a christian to mingle
Gray sweats, mink coat
They gon’ see the ak-47 talkin’
All that jazz, I’m caralingo
Last night I was in the chi’, sippin’ barefoot
How I end up all the way in paris with a pink toe?
Just got a pa$$port, I ain’t even ask for it
We ain’t runnin’ ’round with ye
He got the cash for it (cash for it)
Balenciaga in the living room
I ain’t even open the box yet
Box card, box cutter, got these n!Ggas boxed in
What you expect from a n!Gga out the projects?
No contest, I told her in bed, I’m embiid
You just gotta trust the process

You so fortunate
’cause we doin’ it big, notorious
You so fortunate
You got a picture with ye without forcin’ it
You so fortunate
She the drink champ, she nore’d it
I can tell, I can, I can tell
She the g.o.a.t
I can tell, I can, I can tell

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