Lost

The SRT came with a starter kit
Bitch, I'm a product of my environment
Straight from the trench
To Cartier lens and private jets
She want Chanel N•19 and Christian Dior lingerie
It's 3am in L.A (it's 3am in ELLÅ)
Make my bitches sign a NDA
She want them boots from Perrie Ellis
I used to want a Moncler, 'till I got the Marni, (uh)
Ran up Saks 5th, then I went in Barney's
You never been to Bloomingdale's, where I bought my Carti's
She wanna go to Benibachi for her birthday party
She wanna see Haze Dotarachi, whip a brand new Rari

If I hurt you, I'm sorry
Not myself when the Oxy in my body
She said all these drugs you do ain't helping nobody
Baby, I'm still in love with you
I'm talking bout' Roxy
& I can't take this shit no more, I'm exhausted
This bitch, she don't like Codeine like it's toxic
But she quick to drink the liquor out of my fridge
I'm getting these racks
I put my money where her mouth is
She wanna do Hennessy and Ecstasy
She tryna do as much drugs as she can to be like me
I done lost my mind
I'm geeked out my body
I'm losing sleep
Shawty praying to God
She on her knees praying to me
I cannot be everything you want me to be
But I try so hard, as you can see
Always play my part, but right now gotta spit my peace



Credits
Writer(s): Haze Dotarachi
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