Lost
I done lost myself, yeah countless times
But I said hold on, so I held on tight
Shit, I coulda left rap back then
But I just moved on cuh I'm way too nice
Lemme spin this ting, no Beyblade
Boy you just might call mayday in
Ivo's back, issa major thing
Your playlist just took a major win
Where was you when I fell on the ground
And I ran outta luck at my coldest moments?
You really just gave no fuck
Truth is you didn't want no involvement
The bridge is burned, it's broken
Lend me your hand, I'll cut it open
When you rap speak up with chest
Girls are the ones who should be choking
What is the purpose of rap
When you don't even mean all the things you say?
You came in this game for the funds
You ain't got none, so why'd you stay?
Cuh truth is you really ain't that exclusive
Tell me how much for the clicks you pay
Wait, I forgot I couldn't care less
I'll take a day off and just do me
Imma just do me
I spent too much time on things I thought I would want
Time got lost for things I really don't need
And I contemplate as I speak
Meditating on beats
Fascinating indeed
A young kid that is out on the run
In a world where there's need for speed
I tried looking at it different
But all I see is a bunch of dogs
Shit, eat or get eaten, kmt, everyone's so lost
I'm wishin' that times were simpler, tbt, Drake & Josh
Them times where there were no filters
Either you loved yourself or not
Like how, how did it go downhill?
Bare people, they trynna play god
Like, the way ya'll actin' up
Best pray that satan's got a spot
I don't do no favours, cut it off
But do me a favour and get lost
No love for pagan opps
No love for pagan opps
If rap was a cake then
By now I would have been obese
Difference you and me
I don't make up things to look prestige
What a joke humanity's
Stuck in a box, Adonis Creed
Unique personalities
A past image that's rarely seen
Aye, happy birthday to me
I'm prayin' for endless more
Now more than 20 years deep
Time went by so fast, oh Lord
These rappers gassed up about paper
But that's not what I'm standin' for
Like, I know my worth
I don't need to be on no Forbes
Nah, I don't need to be on no Forbes
HA, fuck off
Ivo's back, come on, ye
But I said hold on, so I held on tight
Shit, I coulda left rap back then
But I just moved on cuh I'm way too nice
Lemme spin this ting, no Beyblade
Boy you just might call mayday in
Ivo's back, issa major thing
Your playlist just took a major win
Where was you when I fell on the ground
And I ran outta luck at my coldest moments?
You really just gave no fuck
Truth is you didn't want no involvement
The bridge is burned, it's broken
Lend me your hand, I'll cut it open
When you rap speak up with chest
Girls are the ones who should be choking
What is the purpose of rap
When you don't even mean all the things you say?
You came in this game for the funds
You ain't got none, so why'd you stay?
Cuh truth is you really ain't that exclusive
Tell me how much for the clicks you pay
Wait, I forgot I couldn't care less
I'll take a day off and just do me
Imma just do me
I spent too much time on things I thought I would want
Time got lost for things I really don't need
And I contemplate as I speak
Meditating on beats
Fascinating indeed
A young kid that is out on the run
In a world where there's need for speed
I tried looking at it different
But all I see is a bunch of dogs
Shit, eat or get eaten, kmt, everyone's so lost
I'm wishin' that times were simpler, tbt, Drake & Josh
Them times where there were no filters
Either you loved yourself or not
Like how, how did it go downhill?
Bare people, they trynna play god
Like, the way ya'll actin' up
Best pray that satan's got a spot
I don't do no favours, cut it off
But do me a favour and get lost
No love for pagan opps
No love for pagan opps
If rap was a cake then
By now I would have been obese
Difference you and me
I don't make up things to look prestige
What a joke humanity's
Stuck in a box, Adonis Creed
Unique personalities
A past image that's rarely seen
Aye, happy birthday to me
I'm prayin' for endless more
Now more than 20 years deep
Time went by so fast, oh Lord
These rappers gassed up about paper
But that's not what I'm standin' for
Like, I know my worth
I don't need to be on no Forbes
Nah, I don't need to be on no Forbes
HA, fuck off
Ivo's back, come on, ye
Credits
Writer(s): Ivo Assenov
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