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Lost My Mind
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Lost My Mind was released on August 15, 2023 by HighLine Ent / P4K as a part of the album Lost My Mind - Single
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Release DateAugust 15, 2023
LabelHighLine Ent / P4K
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MATTE
MATTE
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Tyciak
Matthew Tyciak
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beats By Sav
Beats By Sav
Producer
Lakim Golden
Lakim Golden
Mixing Engineer
Red Room Recording Studio
Red Room Recording Studio
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

MATTE
It's MATTE WITH THE E BABY
(Oooo Sav killed it)
Excuse me, I seem lost, can't find out where my mind went
Said she had a man but don't even know where the time went
Had her doin' what I said, like I'm Simon
She wanna take a pic for the gram
Can't have no time stamp
Only throwin' money if her titties and her pussy out
Early age in Jersey, hittin' bitches out of granny house
Hatin' on my fashion, I got hundreds in this fanny pouch
Your girl meet me backstage, now she at the crib with her panties down Talkin' too much, I'll have my surgeon sew your mouth shut
Want beef I'm Rocky, out here smashin' all the cold cuts
I'm on my arrogant shit throwin' money while she toe touch
I'm all about my money, bout my money, ain't no hold up
.762 make em do the Macarena
Right foot, left, disappear like Sabrina She be on her witch shit, I be on my rich shit
Voodoo pussy, I can never have no limp dick
I've been predicted my future, feel like the Simpsons
Never got that letter in school, but now I'm gifted
Medically equipped, that's why I'm lifted
This cup it's got me on this curvy road, I'm feelin' drifted
Lucid dreams got me all up in a JuiceWrld
Lately, I done lost my mind the way she make my toes curl
She be all over my status, I don't even post her
I be burnin' so much bread, I feel like a
toaster
6-foot, 7-foot, 8-foot, 10
Left foot, right, take it back then spin, Shawty tryna love
I ain't even lookin' for a friend
I'm just tryna fuck, then we never meetin up again
Two cups, now she drained found her in a pity party
I just want the pussy, she said, thanks for being honest
I told her that she was pretty, now that
bitch be actin' modest
I took her back to the crib, she road that dick like it's a Harley
White on white that mountain lion Bustin' down a onion
Blast off, bitch, they can't relate, yellow ice like a Funyun
Flooded out my neck and wrist, swervin on them now I'm stuntin' Man, I'm smokin' on a lumberjack, we call it Paul Bunyan
Written by: Matthew Tyciak
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