Working on Dying & Lucki – Find Me (Audio, Lyrics)

Lucki and Working on Dying are here with “Find Me”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download ad read the lyrics to the song produced by ShaunGoBrazy & Oogie Mane.

Lucki Find Me

Chicago artist Lucki has been a fan-favourite over the last few years and it is easy to see why. His laid back style has made him a go-to artist when you’re looking for some nice wavy vibes, and recently, he linked up with Working On Dying for a track called “Find Me,” which certainly delivers that aforementioned sound.

Working On Dying has always been known for some ethereal-sounding production and that’s exactly what they bring forth with this lowkey beat. Meanwhile, Lucki takes a calm approach as he pens some lyrics that are braggadocios in nature.

Working on Dying & Lucki – Find Me (prod. ShaunGoBrazy & Oogie Mane)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(I’m Working on Dying)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Oogie Mane, he killed it)
I went through a drought, see who really love me
I’ma buy a bitch a, before I buy a pint of Wock’, ya hear me?
Copy, yo, ayy

[Chorus]
I went through a drought, see who really love me
I’ma buy a bitch a purse so I buy a pint of Wock’
I made an empire all by myself
I was legendary by the time I met Ghazi
Bag my money with the cards I’m dealt
Love STR8 trucks, feel I’m beating everybody
Told all my New York hoes I’m in the bity
2016 Xans and a big body
It’s enough money spent now, we just plotting where to go
But I gotta find myself
Want to give me all to you
But I gotta find myself
Two Perc’ 30s, I melt
Five percent, feel like John Cena with the belt
Niggas ain’t seeing me
Ho can get the addy to ‘bnb

[Verse]
How you find trust when there’s too many people?
Risk your life for some niggas that’ll leave you
Bitch keep crying, say I’m MIA
I already know fu shit in my way
But I gotta find myself
Risk your life for some luck to be replaced
Freebandz Tune, can’t put me in my place
Opps paranoid, niggas just tryna race
Ho lake shore, hit a ho red key
Only finesse you if you let me
Niggas ain’t seeing me
Ho can get the addy to ‘bnb
But I gotta find myself
Want to give me all to you
But I gotta find myself
Five percent, feel like John Cena with the belt

[Chorus]
I went through a drought, see who really love me
I’ma buy a bitch a purse so I buy a pint of Wock’
I made an empire all by myself
I was legendary by the time I met Ghazi
Bag my money with the cards I’m dealt
Love STR8 trucks, feel I’m beating everybody
Told all my New York hoes I’m in the bity
2016 Xans and a big body
It’s enough money spent now, we just plotting where to go
But I gotta find myself
Want to give me all to you
But I gotta find myself
Two Perc’ 30s, I melt
Five percent, feel like John Cena with the belt
Niggas ain’t seeing me
Ho can get the addy to ‘bnb