Welcome to Lucky 8's...the mixtape A-natural... Hook: You know dey mad cuz I'm, cuz I'm outta pocket And when dey see me I be, I be on my Block shit Ya gotta problem, nigga Start it up, start it up, start it up, start it up You know dey mad cuz I'm, cuz I'm outta pocket And when day see me I be, I be on Fire shit Ya gotta problem, nigga Start it up, start it up, start it up, start it up Verse 1: Bout three years ago I couldn't take it Now the tables turned and I'm the fuckin greatest Everything you knew, everything I was Transformed and I know ya niggas hate it Big boy wit the skinny boy swag Ask ya girl, I'm the best she never had One riff make the crowd go wild Got em screamin my name cuz I'm destiny's child Hook Verse 2: Last year, I was tryna be nice This year I ain't gotta think twice Niggas mad cuz the phone stay busy And the lab stay busy And the fans still feel me Yea I got em an they got me too Fuck being a "seclusive recluse" Real talk nigga, ya gotta hand it to me Most of them stay down wit the referee See I may not have everything you have But what I got keep the world on stash Yea I'm talkin bout the endless possibilities The shit that ya be into ain't even in minor league And I appreciate the effort that you puttin in And I'm so thankful for the talent that God blessed me wit But keep poppin' shit about originality And you gon get a two piece straight from the trinity Hook

Marvin's Room (The After Effect) Verse 1: Cups of the Rosay, britches on the cold floor I just made a mistake, I been at her place too long The woman on my good side, is happy with a bad guy But I been drinkin' so much that I'mma lose my fuckin' mind and say B Section: Fuck that bullshit, this just feels too good I know you wish I would come home like I should And I'll say fuck that concept of monogamy Got this liquor talkin' like I'm absentee, oh Hook: I know baby, I could do better Tell me I ain't heard that lately I know baby, I could do better And I'll start tryin' only if you let me Verse 2: Cups of the XO, now this girl's up in her I see this girl is showin', up a few numbers from her little size 4 Sick in the morning, I'm actin' like it's so unimportant I been drinkin' so much that I'mma lose my fuckin' mind and say B Section: Fuck that bullshit, this just feels so good I know you wish I would come home like I should And I'll say fuck that concept of monogamy Got this liquor talkin' like I'm absentee, oh Hook: I know baby, I could do better Tell me I ain't heard that lately I know baby, I could do better And I'll start tryin' only if you let me Rap: I'm throwin' back double shots of this Hennessy Drinkin' like I could never be drunk as hell I know had to be stupid to think that I could just Fuck her and walk away and be like it would all go well That was the plan at least And that was good for me But now she walks around knocked up with plans to keep This might be it for me See my girl at home, they got a history See they was tight back in law school faithfully But when she finds out it's gon' be a tragedy And somebody's leavin' here, listen to me carefully This is no game, swimmin' up shit's creek With no paddle and no boat and this shit is neck deep Yo I'm lost for words, somebody muted me I got this good ma and this bitch is tryna ruin me And for what though? Hell, who knows I'm up all night gettin' no sleep, no doze Stressed beyond recognition I tried to tell to please abort but she wouldn't listen She said she's feelin' me, really? Like that's gon' make a difference Last time I saw her she told me, "Feel, the baby's kickin'." Hook: I know baby, I could do better Tell me I ain't heard that lately I know baby, I could do better And I'll start tryin' only if you let me

Coolin' Verse 1: And If you wanna know the truth girl I been Feelin you like crazy since we met about a month ago Kinda crazy cuz my boy is ya man and my girl think we cool now she don’t know Wish I had better timing like we shoulda met a year ago, it woulda been a better look Now the textin gettin sloopy, voicemails gettin naughty, got me feeling like I’m Tiger Woods B Section: Girl you got me caught in a whirlwind Right between my girl and my best friend Now I’m thinkin we should chill for a lil bit Gettin hot on the block, no bullshit Channel: And if you see me wit my girl keep them looks to yaself and them smiles to a minimum And only hit me on the droid if ya feelin that void and there ain’t no other way to cum Hook: Ay girl, why you gotta be complicated You should be like me and just play like I’m... (I'm coolin', I'm coolin', coolin', I'm coolin', coolin' I'm just coolin', I'm coolin', coolin', I'm coolin', coolin') Ay girl, why you gotta be so offended You should be like me and just play like I’m... (I'm chillin', I'm chillin', chillin', I'm chillin', chillin' I'm just chillin', I'm chillin', chillin', I'm chillin', chillin') Ay girl... Rap: First I tried to ignore the signs But you kept flirtin' wit me, plus you know you fine Just my type, fat ass, long hair Feel like we been fightin' this attraction the whole year You my man girl, so I respect that Be easier to chill if you go ahead and fall back But you playin' it close, think your approach is a little disrespectful Baby I need to check you Put you in ya place, when you see me in the place wit my girl There's no reason to be all up in my face I don't understand ya reason why you being so deceiving So perceiving that we cheatin' but that's not even the case Girl ya need to lay low, just chill, this ain't the way to go I said girl ya need to lay low, just chill, cuz this ain't the way to go Hook: Ay girl, why you gotta be complicated You should be like me and just play like I’m... (I'm coolin', I'm coolin', coolin', I'm coolin', coolin' I'm just coolin', I'm coolin', coolin', I'm coolin', coolin') Ay girl, why you gotta be so offended You should be like me and just play like I’m... (I'm chillin', I'm chillin', chillin', I'm chillin', chillin' I'm just chillin', I'm chillin', chillin', I'm chillin', chillin') Ay girl...

Drop The Bomb Verse 1: Gimme 10 minutes and I'm on my way Better yet you ain't even gotta stay put No need for drama, it's like my karma Is kickin me right in the ass B Section: Fool me once shame on you Fool me twice and I lose It's like I'm stuck in my Atari No more lies to say I'm sorry Hook: You can't lose, but I can't win What kind of battle are we fightin' Drop the bomb, on me Drop the bomb, on we Drop the bomb, hey, drop it Verse 2: Gimme a moment to explain myself If you let me speak maybe my words can help ya When two people are talking it's dialogue But when we get to fightin it turns me off B Section: Fool me once shame on you Fool me twice and I lose It's like I'm stuck in my Atari Too many lies to say I'm sorry Hook Bridge: You don't wanna battle, you don't wanna fight no You just wanna pop shit off Pop shit off? Pop shit off You just wanna, you just wanna pop shit off Hook

Motivation (Go Natty) Verse 1: Go Natty, don't you dare slow down Keep at it, cuz we need that sound No sleepin' if you want that crown Keep trackin', cuz it's about to go down B Section: And when you're done I don't wanna hear no complaints And when you're done I just wanna see your name all over the T.V. Hook: You can't stop there Music's still in need of a saviour You're almost there (You can do it I believe in ya Natty) So close from here, maybe you just need some motivation Verse 2: Hey Natty, when you start to sing No other can do the same thing No quitting once you start the game So go Natty, don't you worry bout a thing B Section: And when you're done I don't wanna hear no complaints And when you're done I just wanna hear your song all on the radio Hook Bridge: Please don't tell me what to do I'm better when you show me how to do it And yeah I got something to prove And I will put my whole legacy on it 10 years of the grind and I'm still tryna get a piece of the pie Yea you want these vocals and all of these arrangements But if I give em to you will you fuckin try to claim it But I ain't even on that gettin' mad shit Once that album drops you'll have it on ya fuckin' playlist And then you'll try to knock on the door But all the lights'll be off and you'll be cryin out for more B Section Hook

Ass On The Floor (A-natural's testimony) Verse 1: Whatcha do in the dark comes to light with a spark You tryna screw me like a motha fucka Hatin on me like every other mutha fucka But I see through the smoke and the mirrors, they're all broke You tryna play me like I'm a motha fucka But you don't know that I'm a crafty little motha fucka B Section: What you use to kill won't work on me I'll use it build my destiny Either way I'm on your mind And you can't refuse it cuz I'll make you lose it, so Hook: You hear my song, get on the floor I know you feenin' for some more Verse 2: Take my name, take my clothes, take my cash, keep the hoes I'll still be who I am you little motha fuckas I'll be on my "Beethoven" like a motha fucka How I talk, what I choose, I will win, will you lose? Not unless you hold me down like a motha fucka Cuz you know I'm more loyal than them other suckas B Section Hook Bridge:What do you want from me, I'll give you everything I have to give What I do is who I am and how I breathe is how I live I only know the gift He gave me, it is not mine but it is His And I must use it wisely, can't take advantage of it B Section Hook

Someone To Love Me (Naked) Verse 1: Three years ago kinda knew I'd be witchu Accepted my fate, put the past in the rearview Mouth don't move less the heart tell the brain to Followin the chain of command like a ritual Sacrifice...On the alter Everything I used to have...Lost her And it wasn't cuz I wasn't tryna keep her I couldn't let it go and leave it to the beaver Yeah you know, talkin bout the snatch Cuz when you fall for one cookie you forget about the batch Hotter than a sauna foggin up my lenses Everything I saved up, she spent it Had to learn the hard way the makeup of a girl Barkin out the orders like she tryna run the world Beyonce, Fiance Put her crown on my head and had it her way Verse 2: My father tried to tell me where it all comes from Go back to the source to the tree in Eden Somethin bout a chick'll make ya lose ya damn mind Cuz she only saw the apple, I was tryna make the pie Ok, this be the bull that would beat the celtics Goin through my phone so she could call up another chick Put me on the bench while she play the defense And then get mad when i tear up the contract See my girl used to like it both ways Gettin banged in the back and still tryna get laid What I mean is it was never enough She had a crazy appetite, she ate up all of my love Now I'm sittin at the table lookin hungry Lookin stupid wit a rumble in my tummy Fuck that Hit the Tango App Bout to do a two step on the ichat