Lose Myself

When I started rapping, I couldn’t wait to drop Honestly thought and believed I would pop Obviously childish, naive, I was shocked

To find out that my talent wouldn’t get me on top

I’m not 5.0 but still I’m tryna cop

My momma a crib, till then, I’llnever stop Old friends, they trip and turn into an op

**** quick with their triggers they don’t like to talk

Old heads complaining about how we went pop While young **** obtaining and counting their guap “Gun on my hip but it make **** hop”

“Igotta win or I’ll lose and get shot “

“I am the king, I’m the truth, this my spot”

That’s how they want us to think so we flop I’m finessing the system and harvesting crop

Done reflecting on feelings my conscience is rotten

Me and my **** are constantly plotting about how we gon get all the things that we wanted

If I get killed, I will not be forgotten

Don’t come to my city, I swear it’s like Gotham I’m tryna do more then mess up some commas I do not spit on the beat man I vomit

I’m sick and they know it but here is the problem the way this thing set up, they left me no options

I’m with the guys, we on the rise Look in my eyes, know I decide It is what it is, they telling lies

Drown in the drip like she getting baptized I gotta try, aim for the skies

Land on the moon, **** I might They in disguise, oh damn I despise

Tailor made lifestyle, I had to cut ties Yeah, I don’t wanna waste no time They switch up when I arrive

Lose myself, oh yeah I might

Yeah I might (I just might lose myself yeah)

Yeah

**** I speed like Omarion, blowing the motor I hold my breath in this game till it’s over

I been persistent, I keep my composure

You getting chopped, body dumped in the ocean

Talking pacific, to be specific

Don’t try to test me, I was raised like a soldier I got the weight of the world on my shoulders Why is you tripping bruh, act like a grown up

Yeah

Man I got brand new rules

I don’t understand you fools acting like I can’t do cruel

I just toned down on purpose

Make you feel whack, with no curses Paying top dollar, it’s worth it

I’ma die trying like Curtis

It’s crazy behind all these curtains yeah Liquor store next to the churches yeah Young ****’ souls getting purchased yeah They wanna get rich cause it’s urgent yeah Nobody clean like detergent

Don’t hit the net while serving

Your face gon be hitting the surface Swerving, next month, getting serviced (Yeah)

 

I’m with the guys, we on the rise Look in my eyes, know I decide It is what it is, they telling lies

Drown in the drip like she getting baptized I gotta try, aim for the skies

Land on the moon, **** I might

They in disguise, oh damn I despise

Tailor made lifestyle, I had to cut ties Yeah, I don’t wanna waste no time They switch up whenI arrive

Lose myself, oh yeah I might

Yeah I might (I just might lose myself yeah)