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Lost Cause
369
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lost Cause è stato pubblicato il 19 marzo 2026 da Independent come parte dell'album Lost Cause - Single
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Data di uscita19 marzo 2026
EtichettaIndependent
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM91

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benny Banks
Benny Banks
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benny Banks
Benny Banks
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quan
Quan
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Rochè
Rochè
Producer

Testi

They can feel my presence like I'm underneath a tree
Morning after Christmas Eve, if I don't sweat then I'ma bleed
They don't let you breathe, tryna take away your sleep
Careful where you reach, shit might end up getting peak
How will I speak? Lucky I don't do a speech
I ain't one to preach, rather practice it in peace
Family to feed, everybody gotta eat
When you dealing with your monsters, better off you be a beast
Lost cause, just fighting with these thoughts
Lost battles but I never lost wars
Came naturally, I ain't never been forced
How you supposed to relate if you never been poor?
Of course, I was sleeping on floors, outdoors
Or the bando, barely had doors
When the bills due, had to put the pleasure on pause
When you getting money, you don't ever get bored
Dancing with my demons, they expect me to be vocal
Kept my mouth shut, I break-dance, I do the Bogle
Took my name global, I remain noble
Bruddas throwing shots, they just hitting like snowballs
Conversating with pain and he don't know you
These fakes get me charged up like I'm Goku
Shawty hit me up with all her problems, I'm her go-to
Only problem is, she not my problem now, she old news
They can feel my presence like I'm underneath a tree
Morning after Christmas Eve, if I don't sweat then I'ma bleed
They don't let you breathe, tryna take away your sleep
Careful where you reach, shit might end up getting peak
How will I speak? Lucky I don't do a speech
I ain't one to preach, rather practice it in peace
Family to feed, everybody gotta eat
When you dealing with your monsters, better off you be a beast
Same old Benny from the block
Still sip Henny on the rocks, struggle never stops
Even when you comfy at the top, never underestimate the drop
Free my brudda Frankie out the wok, solid as a rock
Plug know I make it pop, I'll sell anything he got
Pandora keep calling for a box
I could probably blow my nose and start selling all the snot
I rep North London like I'm Frisco
Mummy told me, "Never wife your bitches from the disco"
My name's Benjamin, but when we fuck, she call me Big Load
I ain't tryna spoon, you better sort yourself a lift home
Being disloyal get you disowned
My young bro collect bones like he Jon Jones
Hate to see the opps score goals, he like John Stones
Feel like I'm surrounded by some lost souls
They can feel my presence like I'm underneath a tree
Morning after Christmas Eve, if I don't sweat then I'ma bleed
They don't let you breathe, tryna take away your sleep
Careful where you reach, shit might end up getting peak
How will I speak? Lucky I don't do a speech
I ain't one to preach, rather practice it in peace
Family to feed, everybody gotta eat
When you dealing with your monsters, better off you be a beast
Written by: Benny Banks
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