Lyrics:

[Produced by Statik Selektah]

[Hannibal Buress]
Luck, luck, what is luck, what is being unlucky? Is that such a thing? Some of you think you unlucky , (or maybe when) you really just suck. Some of you think you're unlucky, but you just stupid. You get caught drinking and driving, you hit a car. That's not unlucky, you just stupid as fuck (what happened to you?). You're bad at drunk driving. How 'bout you work hard, get some opportunity, make your own luck. Hey, you gotta take some shots to make some shots. (You can bet against yourself) Is there such thing as luck? I don't know (and just see what it is). Do you even deserve to be lucky? How about you look at yourself, (maybe you don't got it). Do you deserve good things in life? (Maybe it's not for you) I don't know (you gotta get it together). You're lucky to be hearing this shit right now (Lucky 7). Lucky 7. (It's not a game) Bitch. Brrrr, brrrr, I'm up in here spitting bars in the shoe closet, this shit is retarded. Bars, where's the fuckin beat, drop the beat, alright, alright