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Lost
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Lost wurde am 2. Februar 2024 von Hitmaker Music Group als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtLost Files
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Veröffentlichungsdatum2. Februar 2024
LabelHitmaker Music Group
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM78

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seddy Hendrinx
Seddy Hendrinx
Performer
Sedrick Burden
Sedrick Burden
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sedrick Burden
Sedrick Burden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hypebeast
Hypebeast
Producer

Songtexte

Spread my wings, tryna see what's out there
Outgoing, outgrowing, everything around me growing
Money too, pulling so much weight, I know I gained some
Everybody can't be to blame, I know I gotta take some
I stay clickin' 'cause these leanin' perched my grind, it only make it worse
Go harder when my feelings hurt, can't hit reverse, that sin, it hurts, that shit dead
Wonder how you feel, knowing you ill in time exposure hand
Distance ain't enough, send somethin' with it
Fuck up all they plans, they understand
You ain't playin', nah
Can't pity the fool, won't let them slow me down if it, they stop
Too many voices in my head and I can't leave they ass on read
Too many tryna say they work, but they ain't got purpose, yeah, you scared
I'm paying attention like what you said or said, I'm tryna hear it again
It's life of the doer, it make you lose it
When you near close to the end, I say the end and finish line
Pourin' up this juice, I'm sippin' to my last line
Purposely ain't answer no calls, yeah, I'm on some shit today
See me less, I'm doin' more, got too much work up on my plate
Never stressin', hard times, all my lessons, blessings come
All my haters hate, they can't find they self, they broken by me
All my fans support us, in that order, know they really love me
Rip this beat, it's bleedin', I'm on the side of the set, don't need no courts
I can't understand why **** put that pussy over cash
Flip the script, you lose the cash, that ho gon' probably leave you last
Heartbreak make a **** cold, money make a **** bold
You ain't gotta talk that body language, you ain't took a soul
Round and round again, I pop the ten, I'm in another mode
These **** tryna fix stuff in my shoes, but I took out the souls
Everywhere I go, ducked off, it's slick, I bet I got a pole
Don't ask me dumbass questions, buy some shit that you already know
They bite the rhymes with swag, all in my bag, I guess they love this flow
But ayy, you can admire what you want, I know it's raw
No matter what I'm tryna sell, I'm gettin' it off
Until I put them all on, I ain't a boss
These just some thoughts that I be havin', I get lost
Nah, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Nah, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Written by: Sedrick Burden
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