Lost Ones
It's Elevated Shorty bitch
I told em we gon' make one, for the city of the lost ones
The ones inside the clouds huh, that's where all my angels from
Swear they hold me down, I don't want to go now
Runnin' round the city and I'm looking for a crown
Everybody with me and they like to look around
Please don't touch all these drugs we love
They don't feel the same, yeah I think I'm fucked up
Pour another cup If I never wake up
Their ain't nothing funny It's just a very sad song
Their ain't nothing funny If i die, am I gone
Take you to Miami on the block, Its Yankees World
Life is a trip somethings make it twirl
If you hold it for me I can get this blunt pearled
She a lost one, gonna miss that girl
Fuck it run it up, I got everything to give
Party trashed up, everybody got to live
We gon' have bitches twerking on yo coffin bitch
Its Elevated Shorty yeah, I know you fuck with this
Hahaaa, Man
Life is crazy, one second we're here then we're not
Its unbelievable bro like
Got me missing every single person I know gone
Aye
I told em we gon' make one, for the city of the lost ones
The ones inside the clouds huh, that's where all my angels from
Came a long way from day i pressed play, jugging on a beat everything was okay
Time is moving fast boy i need a slow pace
All these type beats feel a different type of way
I told em we gon' make one, for the city of the lost ones
The ones inside the clouds huh, that's where all my angels from
Swear they hold me down, I don't want to go now
Runnin' round the city and I'm looking for a crown
Everybody with me and they like to look around
Please don't touch all these drugs we love
They don't feel the same, yeah I think I'm fucked up
Pour another cup If I never wake up
Their ain't nothing funny It's just a very sad song
Their ain't nothing funny If i die, am I gone
Take you to Miami on the block, Its Yankees World
Life is a trip somethings make it twirl
If you hold it for me I can get this blunt pearled
She a lost one, gonna miss that girl
Fuck it run it up, I got everything to give
Party trashed up, everybody got to live
We gon' have bitches twerking on yo coffin bitch
Its Elevated Shorty yeah, I know you fuck with this
Hahaaa, Man
Life is crazy, one second we're here then we're not
Its unbelievable bro like
Got me missing every single person I know gone
Aye
I told em we gon' make one, for the city of the lost ones
The ones inside the clouds huh, that's where all my angels from
Came a long way from day i pressed play, jugging on a beat everything was okay
Time is moving fast boy i need a slow pace
All these type beats feel a different type of way
Credits
Writer(s): Jose Guerrero
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