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Lost
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lost was released on October 13, 2022 by 6roken Records as a part of the album Saviior
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AlbumSaviior
Release DateOctober 13, 2022
Label6roken Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trenten Hendricks
Trenten Hendricks
Songwriter

Lyrics

The quicker they rise, the harder they fall
I'm taking my time, then I'm taking it all
All that I've ever done for the ones that I've lost
I follow my heart, so I'm taking the charge
I aim for the moon, but I shoot for the stars
Then I go to the mosque, and alhamdulillah
The bridges we burn, sticks and stones that we toss
Is you paying the cost or turning bitch on the boss
The sweeter the kisser, the badder the bitch
but the sweeter the swisher, the better
I'm on the road just to get to the cheddar
but my phone's feeling under the weather
Now I'm on the dash, 12 on my ass
Go ahead and ask, because I ain't look in the bag
Pigs got me poked, but this is pimping at its source
And I ain't turning bitch on the boss
The quicker they rise, the harder they fall
I'm taking my time, then I'm taking it all
All that I've ever done for the ones that I've lost
I follow my heart, so I'm taking the charge
I aim for the moon, but I shoot for the stars
Then I go to the mosque, and alhamdulillah
The bridges we burn, sticks and stones that we toss
Is you paying the cost or turning bitch on the boss
That break felt like a fuckin life sentence
Therefore any sentence ain't a fuckin light sentence, period
We just boys in the hood and that made me furious
Cuz these colored neighborhoods got no picket white fences
We know preventions is way better than correction
But thats how I ended in this section of correction
These double barrels can't stand these double standards
Plus this halo came with horns and imperfections
They got me sitting in the belly of the beast
Now my belly got a beat , as I'm thinking bout the deli cross the street From where I use to sleep
I been sittin real jelly in my celly since my cellie got released
Reminisce bout when they ran off with that zanni pack
Told em hand me that cuz my **** know where ya granny at
If we let it sing they'll be asking where you grammy at
Just know for the bread I go nuts when it's jam packed in that fanny pack
The quicker they rise, the harder they fall
I'm taking my time, then I'm taking it all
All that I've ever done for the ones that I've lost
I follow my heart, so I'm taking the charge
I aim for the moon, but I shoot for the stars
Then I go to the mosque, and alhamdulillah
The bridges we burn, sticks and stones that we toss
Is you paying the cost or turning bitch on the boss
Written by: Trenten Hendricks
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