i aint lost Lyrics

I got a childhood to write rhymes

My lyrics are a pile of jeans

A cherry didn't blossom a tree

Yeah

Perfect people in a perfect world

I don't wanna die up in the working world

Can't let dirty knuckles hit the surface, girl

Yeah, it's more than me sad and just a circus, girl

Working for what you working for. Is it worth it, girl

All the materials you love, is they worth the world

Yeah, working for what you working for. Is it worth it, girl

All the materials you love, is they worth the world

Ah, just a cuff in a cybercafe

Passing time, last adjustment in a hypertrap maze

I get hyper, passing time, on my bad days

Trapped in a popular maze. I never had ways

Trapped in a popular maze

See the constellation map in an ocular gaze

Thought I struck by you, baby, almost dropped from the stage

Borderline nocturnal, how I got you this way

How I got you this way

In the future, we should look back on our past days

No, I showed you love. I never changed up on my past ways

I ain't know my love until I knew myself. I'm mad late

Killed the hate and made a way to greatness

Then that cash came at a fast pace

Now it's a calm outer space, not in last place

I've been a baller just like Wallace was my last name

Trying to block my dollars, Eagle Dollar on that last play

I could score a bucket, cash a bucket. It's a fast break

Yeah, I'm a hit up, pit crew hit the pits. I get some fast change

Road raging down your avenue. I had to dash lanes

Used to swerve going 92 until that crash came

High speed chase, I'm merging. I was swerving in a fast lane

I was swerving in a fast lane

High speed chase, I'm merging. I was swerving in a fast lane

I ain't care about nothing, no about money, until that cash came

Still don't care about money. Life is lovely, let the cash waste

What the fuck is confidence? I yell cause I got mad rage

Shit I put on so disgusting, they think I got bad taste

I don't know what the fuck is confidence

Bitch I've been a baller just like James, it's just like Hardiness

This ain't even proper shit, lil baby this is Godfitness

Take off in my rocket shit, my biceps and off in sparky shit

14 carats, they put them in my head. I can hear the bunnies playboy running

Skylarks keep on chirping like they fucking love me

They don't trip and never pitch and they ain't really for me

I'm borderline nocturnal so I'm really worried

I am a mastermind, I got a past to find

And my girl too too too too cute, I think she past the fine

I am a mastermind, I got a past to find

And my girl too too too too cute, I think she past the fine

I'm on time, dark nights, cooling in the park, fights

Things fired in the park cause you can't never take a lost right

Or you could be a lost life

I'm sick as hell in the head, I ain't lost right

I ain't lost right, I've lost my mind and wild it go