So Lost (feat. Tina Jean)
Going round in circles somewhere in the middle of my brain
It once was foggy but now it's full on rain
Won't survive if they lose a drift on this conscience wave
I'm so lost and I've been lost for days and days and days and days and days
Feels like yesterday I lost my brother James
All this weed I'm smoking cannot cover up this pain
The world turns but since he gone shit is not the same
Tryna see who I take it out on but they not the blame
Tryna burn this pain in my backwood
Watching these clowns you know soft tryna act hood
Always tryna prove they down to ride but they act good
Lotta niggas folded but it's solid that my back stood
They couldn't handle this type of pressure
Once you caught up it's hard to get out this life will get Cha
Sometimes you need the lecture cuz this life is extra
Nothing to show when you die but put in quiet the effort
I been lost on my own shit
If I plan to succeed gotta get out my own mix
I ain't entertained by you clown I got my own tricks
If I gotta chose to ride a wave I ride my own shit
I ain't never been a fake one I put that on my soul
Always down ride son all my niggas know
Going round in circles somewhere in the middle of my brain
It once was foggy but now it's full on rain
Won't survive if they lose a drift on this conscience wave
I'm so lost and I've been lost for days and days and days and days and days
I said before I'm lucky to see my 30's
Karma creeping on me just waitin to do me dirty
Always spoke my truths I'm just hoping they really heard me
Took a while to realize my talents was really worthy
Days I been stressing it thought about giving up
Nothing really good comes up out this shit I'm outta luck
Ain't really care for no opinions shit I don't give a fuck
Times I felt alone hate the feeling that I was stuck
The pain I endured I was dishing out
Had to think about where I was heading what's this shit about
Found it hard to express myself cause ain't shit come out
Most my feelings trapped in a bottle had to fish em out
I been lost on my own shit
If I plan to succeed gotta get out my own mix
I ain't entertained by you clowns I got my own tricks
If I gotta chose a wave to ride I ride my own shit
I always keep it real put that on my soul
And I'm always down to ride all my people know
Going round in circles somewhere in the middle of my brain
It once was foggy but now it's full on rain
Won't survive if they lose a drift on this conscience wave
I'm so lost and I've been lost for days and days and days and days and days
For days and days and days
It once was foggy but now it's full on rain
Won't survive if they lose a drift on this conscience wave
I'm so lost and I've been lost for days and days and days and days and days
Feels like yesterday I lost my brother James
All this weed I'm smoking cannot cover up this pain
The world turns but since he gone shit is not the same
Tryna see who I take it out on but they not the blame
Tryna burn this pain in my backwood
Watching these clowns you know soft tryna act hood
Always tryna prove they down to ride but they act good
Lotta niggas folded but it's solid that my back stood
They couldn't handle this type of pressure
Once you caught up it's hard to get out this life will get Cha
Sometimes you need the lecture cuz this life is extra
Nothing to show when you die but put in quiet the effort
I been lost on my own shit
If I plan to succeed gotta get out my own mix
I ain't entertained by you clown I got my own tricks
If I gotta chose to ride a wave I ride my own shit
I ain't never been a fake one I put that on my soul
Always down ride son all my niggas know
Going round in circles somewhere in the middle of my brain
It once was foggy but now it's full on rain
Won't survive if they lose a drift on this conscience wave
I'm so lost and I've been lost for days and days and days and days and days
I said before I'm lucky to see my 30's
Karma creeping on me just waitin to do me dirty
Always spoke my truths I'm just hoping they really heard me
Took a while to realize my talents was really worthy
Days I been stressing it thought about giving up
Nothing really good comes up out this shit I'm outta luck
Ain't really care for no opinions shit I don't give a fuck
Times I felt alone hate the feeling that I was stuck
The pain I endured I was dishing out
Had to think about where I was heading what's this shit about
Found it hard to express myself cause ain't shit come out
Most my feelings trapped in a bottle had to fish em out
I been lost on my own shit
If I plan to succeed gotta get out my own mix
I ain't entertained by you clowns I got my own tricks
If I gotta chose a wave to ride I ride my own shit
I always keep it real put that on my soul
And I'm always down to ride all my people know
Going round in circles somewhere in the middle of my brain
It once was foggy but now it's full on rain
Won't survive if they lose a drift on this conscience wave
I'm so lost and I've been lost for days and days and days and days and days
For days and days and days
Credits
Writer(s): Pacal Alejandro Bayley, Tina Jean Gassen, Edwin Manuel Torres
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