Lost Cause (feat. Chaun Bates & HighLyfe Earl)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lost cause, brodie locked down staring at four walls
I feel the hate inside they heart, they want me fall off
Like they don't want me make no plays, they want it called off
I tried to tell em, this a whole different caliber
That paper come, I count it up
I hustle, skip the talking, cause my grind come with a silencer
I only know my presidents from trying to get my dollars up
They know me for my residence, the police never bother us
God come help, they just checked him in
He was on that corner, had mama stressed again
Cause that nine to five ain't have no check for him
Back to the ground, with his chest caved in
Grandma folded hands tryna save his soul
Pray to the lord please take control
Yelling to get up, but he can't no more
That's just how it is when you stay 10 toes
Lost cause, brodie locked down staring at four walls
I feel the hate inside they heart, they want me fall off
Like they don't want me make no plays, they want it called off
I tried to tell em this a whole different caliber
That paper come, I count it up
I hustle, skip the talking, cause my grind come with a silencer
I only know my presidents from trying to get my dollars up
They know me for my residence, the police never bother us
Mhmmm
I ain't Dame but please don't say my name unless the dollar's up
They don't know my name, but see us and say they quick to follow us
My bitches be Hermes, Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada'd up
Got it cause I got it up
I'm out breaking obstacles
Try to move the way I move, you can't that shit impossible
I told my bro stay up out the way, next day they locked 'em up
I told dummy stop saying my name, same day they shot him up
No, it ain't no stopping us
Know we treat the beef like cheesesteaks, grill and chop it up
This bitch think she won a sweepstakes, you is not with us
Swear I really hate a cheapskate, you can't shop with us
Better get your dollars up, yeah
Lost cause, brodie locked down staring at four walls
I feel the hate inside they heart, they want me fall off
Like they don't want me make no plays, they want it called off
Lost cause, brodie locked down staring at four walls
I feel the hate inside they heart, they want me fall off
Like they don't want me make no plays, they want it called off
I tried to tell em, this a whole different caliber
That paper come, I count it up
I hustle, skip the talking, cause my grind come with a silencer
I only know my presidents from trying to get my dollars up
They know me for my residence, the police never bother us
God come help, they just checked him in
He was on that corner, had mama stressed again
Cause that nine to five ain't have no check for him
Back to the ground, with his chest caved in
Grandma folded hands tryna save his soul
Pray to the lord please take control
Yelling to get up, but he can't no more
That's just how it is when you stay 10 toes
Lost cause, brodie locked down staring at four walls
I feel the hate inside they heart, they want me fall off
Like they don't want me make no plays, they want it called off
I tried to tell em this a whole different caliber
That paper come, I count it up
I hustle, skip the talking, cause my grind come with a silencer
I only know my presidents from trying to get my dollars up
They know me for my residence, the police never bother us
Mhmmm
I ain't Dame but please don't say my name unless the dollar's up
They don't know my name, but see us and say they quick to follow us
My bitches be Hermes, Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada'd up
Got it cause I got it up
I'm out breaking obstacles
Try to move the way I move, you can't that shit impossible
I told my bro stay up out the way, next day they locked 'em up
I told dummy stop saying my name, same day they shot him up
No, it ain't no stopping us
Know we treat the beef like cheesesteaks, grill and chop it up
This bitch think she won a sweepstakes, you is not with us
Swear I really hate a cheapskate, you can't shop with us
Better get your dollars up, yeah
Lost cause, brodie locked down staring at four walls
I feel the hate inside they heart, they want me fall off
Like they don't want me make no plays, they want it called off
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Ramberan, D'amante Samuels, Brian Kennedy
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