Losing Myself (feat. 6lacklotus & Triple J)
Might just take me a risk
I wanna be rich ye
House in the Hills
Ice on my wrist ye
I been popping a pill ye
And anxiety kills
But I'm all for the win ye
Cause I paid for my sins ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Losing myself
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell ye
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Stuck in a cell
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
It's not making sense yeah yeah
Yeah
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell ye
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Lately I have been losing myself
If you come close I swear I'll repel
Do me wrong, pull up like a cartel
Promise Imma hand you all the L's
Gotta cop my sister a Chanel
All of my brother's going through hell
And I hope all this music gonn' help
Cause we really got stories to tell
Shout out to my nigga waters
Soon I'll be crossing the borders
I wanna get paid in some dollars
I'mma stay grinding it harder
Diamonds be dancing like Jackson
Life really taught be some lessons
Fuck all the times I was stressing
I'm really counting my blessings
Might just take me a risk
I wanna be rich ye
House in the Hills
Ice on my wrist ye
I been popping a pill ye
And anxiety kills
But I'm all for the win ye
Cause I paid for my sins ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Losing myself
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Stuck in a cell
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
It's not making sense yeah yeah
Yeah
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell ye
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
(Yeah)
(I wanna be rich)
(Ice on my wrist)
(House in the Hills)
Mh
Yeah
Man I been through a lot for real
Dumbing it down cannot be no option I really been out to kill
They got me doubling up on the pressure with all that I got to deal
Huh, uh
Top
Man I been through a lot for real
Talk about crowning a nigga and already they been out feeling the chill
Some of them swallow their pride but I know they be pushing it down with a pill
Doing or dying, and so never dying is all that I'm bout to feel, uh
Man I been through a lot for real
I got my guard straight shredded and I be around for the kill, huh
Getting that Audemar, Rollie and Patek inside of dresser be ill, huh
And that be attracting the baddie who putting their legs in the air in some heels
I be taking shit off for real
Imma tear up a lot of them deals
I'll be sweeping the fuck outta niggas who down in the way
Tryna fuck with the realest
As I'm tripling up on the shit that I do
I don't give a fuck who I'm offending
And my mama be proud to witness
I'll be tossing em out the ditches
Let me take this shit right to the ceiling
I know I do this shit different
Don't really need me no piffin but all my shit really smoking them bitches
I ain't had me no pot to piss in
So that mean I just gotta go get it
To the top where I'm down to be headed
In the riches I gotta get set
And I got niggas steady murking and I'm proud of em all
You see bodies everywhere just know that I been involved
If it's strictly bout the money then I'm down for the call
I had trials and tribulations nigga I seen it all, yeah
(You see bodies everywhere just know that I been involved
If it's strictly bout the money then I'm down for the call)
I wanna be rich ye
House in the Hills
Ice on my wrist ye
I been popping a pill ye
And anxiety kills
But I'm all for the win ye
Cause I paid for my sins ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Losing myself
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell ye
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Stuck in a cell
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
It's not making sense yeah yeah
Yeah
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell ye
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Lately I have been losing myself
If you come close I swear I'll repel
Do me wrong, pull up like a cartel
Promise Imma hand you all the L's
Gotta cop my sister a Chanel
All of my brother's going through hell
And I hope all this music gonn' help
Cause we really got stories to tell
Shout out to my nigga waters
Soon I'll be crossing the borders
I wanna get paid in some dollars
I'mma stay grinding it harder
Diamonds be dancing like Jackson
Life really taught be some lessons
Fuck all the times I was stressing
I'm really counting my blessings
Might just take me a risk
I wanna be rich ye
House in the Hills
Ice on my wrist ye
I been popping a pill ye
And anxiety kills
But I'm all for the win ye
Cause I paid for my sins ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Losing myself
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Stuck in a cell
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
It's not making sense yeah yeah
Yeah
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell ye
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Losing myself
Lately it feels like I'm stuck in a cell ye
Lately it feels like my heaven is hell
(Yeah)
(I wanna be rich)
(Ice on my wrist)
(House in the Hills)
Mh
Yeah
Man I been through a lot for real
Dumbing it down cannot be no option I really been out to kill
They got me doubling up on the pressure with all that I got to deal
Huh, uh
Top
Man I been through a lot for real
Talk about crowning a nigga and already they been out feeling the chill
Some of them swallow their pride but I know they be pushing it down with a pill
Doing or dying, and so never dying is all that I'm bout to feel, uh
Man I been through a lot for real
I got my guard straight shredded and I be around for the kill, huh
Getting that Audemar, Rollie and Patek inside of dresser be ill, huh
And that be attracting the baddie who putting their legs in the air in some heels
I be taking shit off for real
Imma tear up a lot of them deals
I'll be sweeping the fuck outta niggas who down in the way
Tryna fuck with the realest
As I'm tripling up on the shit that I do
I don't give a fuck who I'm offending
And my mama be proud to witness
I'll be tossing em out the ditches
Let me take this shit right to the ceiling
I know I do this shit different
Don't really need me no piffin but all my shit really smoking them bitches
I ain't had me no pot to piss in
So that mean I just gotta go get it
To the top where I'm down to be headed
In the riches I gotta get set
And I got niggas steady murking and I'm proud of em all
You see bodies everywhere just know that I been involved
If it's strictly bout the money then I'm down for the call
I had trials and tribulations nigga I seen it all, yeah
(You see bodies everywhere just know that I been involved
If it's strictly bout the money then I'm down for the call)
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Writer(s): Katlego Maphiri
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