Fortune
Starlito & Don Trip Lyrics


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Man, I'm just tryna grind up on a fortune
Just got my oil changed in a loaner Porsche
I hit the dice game put that on my mortgage
Still make that bitch pay for her own abortion
I fucked your wife and told her don't divorce you
I'm either going to court or going to Nordstrom
You file police reports and getting extorted
I smoke a zip and sell 'bout 60 quarters

Your opinion make you feel important
If you don't work you don't deserve a portion
Dirty bowls in a Ford Explorer
You call that being broke, I call it torture
All these guns I feel like a hoarder
Ain't got no cases I still pay my lawyers
Growing up they wanted to be like Jordan
Silly me, I wanted to be Richard Porter

That's to my niggas told me prison boring
So I just avoid it, I'm busy touring
Your president orange, I'm in that foreign

If it ain't profits, I must ignore it
I can't afford it
When real niggas stand still, that's rigor mortis
When I get tired of running this shit, like Clinton Portis
I'm making sure I got my slice like ninja tortoise

And nigga I'ma rock my ice at each performance
Get that ass shot like dice for reaching for it

And you just got more than you can bite if the beef you ordered
When you can spit it half this nice, who needs a chorus?
Got enough bags of grass to become a florist
We representing for all real niggas cause there's a shortage

Back in '04 man, I used to record in a storage
Niggas been hating since then I went and got more rich
Just left West Inn in a Benz, I was with your bitch
Told that hoe, "Hoe no photos or portraits"
I had the filet, she had the swordfish
Tipped the valet, I drove away then I enjoyed her lips
Yeah she topped me off but I get bored quick
So I dropped her off cause she annoying

I had to commend my brother, that lil bitch was gorgeous
You the kind of nigga buy that bitch a dozen orchids
And wine and dine that bitch and send her gifts and shit just for a kiss
I bet you call it pure bliss, I call it ignorance

And we laugh at your goofy ass before she press ignore again
Texting all them threats you sending, you gon' kick her door in
You're so insecure nigga, we just call you Lawrence
Ain't tryna meet her mama them, don't wanna be her boyfriend
FNH should give me and this nigga an endorsement
Everyday civilians getting killed by law enforcement

I play for the green, I'm 'bout that check like I'm from Oregon





Must I remind you, like my first line, I'm just tryna grind up on a fortune

Overall Meaning

The opening line of Starlito and Don Trip's song Fortune sets the tone for the lyrics to come, where they express their desire to accumulate wealth through hard work, sometimes riding on the edge of the law. The rappers paint a picture of their hustling lives, detailing their experiences with making money, from winning big at dice games and selling drugs to driving fancy cars and sleeping with other men's wives. However, they also acknowledge the risks and setbacks that come with their lifestyle, from constantly dodging the law and getting extorted to dealing with insecure lovers and facing the threat of violence.


As the song progresses, the verses become more introspective and philosophical, as the rappers reflect on their goals, their fears, and their place in the world. They contrast their own struggles and achievements with the struggles of everyday people, who are either too lazy, too poor, or too oppressed to make it. They also draw connections between the systemic violence perpetuated by law enforcement and the violence they see in their own communities, calling for justice and accountability. Yet, despite the hardships and the dangers, the rappers remain focused on their pursuit of wealth and status, seeing it as a way to escape their circumstances and to secure a better future for themselves and their loved ones.


Overall, Fortune is a gritty and vivid portrayal of the modern American dream, where success is measured in dollars and cents, and where the line between legal and illegal, right and wrong, is often blurred.


Line by Line Meaning

Man, I'm just tryna grind up on a fortune
I'm working hard to get rich


Just got my oil changed in a loaner Porsche
I'm doing well financially


I hit the dice game put that on my mortgage
I gambled and used my house as collateral


Still make that bitch pay for her own abortion
I refuse to financially support a woman's abortion


I fucked your wife and told her don't divorce you
I cheated with your spouse and encouraged her to stay with you


I'm either going to court or going to Nordstrom
I'm either dealing with legal issues or shopping at Nordstrom


You file police reports and getting extorted
You're involving the police in shady dealings and getting taken advantage of


I smoke a zip and sell 'bout 60 quarters
I smoke a lot of weed and sell it to make money


Your opinion make you feel important
You think highly of yourself because of your opinion


If you don't work you don't deserve a portion
You don't deserve anything if you don't work for it


Dirty bowls in a Ford Explorer
Living in poverty and making do with what you have


You call that being broke, I call it torture
Being poor is a struggle that's painful to endure


All these guns I feel like a hoarder
I have a lot of guns and it's becoming excessive


Ain't got no cases I still pay my lawyers
I haven't been arrested but I still have legal representation


Growing up they wanted to be like Jordan
People aspired to be like Michael Jordan when I was younger


Silly me, I wanted to be Richard Porter
I had different aspirations than most people


That's to my niggas told me prison boring
People I know who have been in prison found it to be dull


So I just avoid it, I'm busy touring
I'm avoiding prison by staying busy with touring


Your president orange, I'm in that foreign
The President is unimportant to me, I'm driving an expensive foreign car


If it ain't profits, I must ignore it
I don't pay attention to things that don't make me money


I can't afford it
I don't have the money for it


When real niggas stand still, that's rigor mortis
When you stop moving forward you're basically dead


When I get tired of running this shit, like Clinton Portis
When I'm exhausted from being successful, like Clinton Portis was in his career


I'm making sure I got my slice like ninja tortoise
I'm making sure I get my share of the profits


And nigga I'ma rock my ice at each performance
I'll wear my jewelry whenever I perform


Get that ass shot like dice for reaching for it
I'll shoot you if you try to take my jewelry


And you just got more than you can bite if the beef you ordered
You started something you can't handle


When you can spit it half this nice, who needs a chorus?
I'm a great rapper, I don't need a catchy chorus to be successful


Got enough bags of grass to become a florist
I have a lot of weed


We representing for all real niggas cause there's a shortage
We're representing for authentic people because there aren't many left


Back in '04 man, I used to record in a storage
I started from humble beginnings


Niggas been hating since then I went and got more rich
People have always hated on me but I've become even more successful


Just left West Inn in a Benz, I was with your bitch
I was driving a luxury car with your woman after leaving a hotel


Told that hoe, "Hoe no photos or portraits"
I told her not to take any pictures or portraits


I had the filet, she had the swordfish
We were having a fancy meal


Tipped the valet, I drove away then I enjoyed her lips
I tipped the valet and then made out with your woman


Yeah she topped me off but I get bored quick
She gave me oral sex but I get bored easily


So I dropped her off cause she annoying
I stopped seeing her because she was annoying


I had to commend my brother, that lil bitch was gorgeous
I had to give my friend props for having an attractive woman


You the kind of nigga buy that bitch a dozen orchids
You buy your woman expensive gifts


And wine and dine that bitch and send her gifts and shit just for a kiss
You do extravagant things for her just to get a kiss


I bet you call it pure bliss, I call it ignorance
You think it's blissful, but I think it's foolishness


And we laugh at your goofy ass before she press ignore again
We mock you when she ignores your calls


Texting all them threats you sending, you gon' kick her door in
You're making threats to break into her home


You're so insecure nigga, we just call you Lawrence
You're so insecure that we give you a nickname to mock you


Ain't tryna meet her mama them, don't wanna be her boyfriend
I don't want to meet her family and I don't want to be her boyfriend


FNH should give me and this nigga an endorsement
The gun manufacturer FNH should sponsor us


Everyday civilians getting killed by law enforcement
Police officers are killing innocent civilians


I play for the green, I'm 'bout that check like I'm from Oregon
I'm all about making money, just like people from Oregon




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I love the way they tag team these beats

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This could honestly be a banging single

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