Lose Myself Lyrics

Puffin on thrax lookin at the sunset

Think it's trynna tell me something

When I speak facts people switch the subject

Hold up nigga I aint done yet

Fuckin the world but I haven't cum yet

And I know I got my haters upset

Yeah I get high but I aint even up yet

But lemme switch the subject

Nowadays women see me as a project

But I treat em like an object

Due to addiction to the fuckin profit

The streets left me no option

Tryin not to lose myself in the process

Teleport city to city

Driving the bimmer like Bentley

My new girl she a singer

Got me lookin like Bobby and Whitney

Better yet like Bonnie and Clyde

Said fuck it let's go on a ride

Said fuck it let's go on the run

Baby I'm on a road to the sun

I risk my life for the fun

I risk my life for the thrill

And I'm only counting up big bills

My skills paying yo bitch bills

I don't wear no gallery department

But I make art that kills

I feel like I need more

Feel like I need more racks

I feel like I need more

I feel like I need more packs

And I'm smokin this blunt

Smokin this blunt to relax

I was addicted to giving up

But I will never relapse

Everyday a new adventure

And every night full of danger

Starting to relate to my enemies

And my family is turning into strangers

All this beauty in front of me

And I act like it's nothing major

Cuz I maxed out my dopamine

From counting this fuckin paper

Smokin on boof chillin on the roof

Still searching for the truth

I hear music coming from the moon

But I need more proof

Breaking the atmosphere off of the shrooms

Just so I can get a better view

I just took a look at this cup and I see reflections of you

I got anxious thoughts in my brain

So I stay on my Ps and Q

So I'm staying up all night

While the stars passing me by

Chiefin on gas lookin at the sunrise

Only thing that keep me stabilized

I can see through your disguise

Daily plotting on a nigga demise

Hold up nigga I ain't done yet

Fuckin the world but I haven't cum yet

And I know I my haters upset

Yeah I get high but I ain't even up yet

But lemme with switch the subject

Nowadays women see me as an project

But I treat em like an object

Due to addiction to the fucking profit

The streets left me no option

Tryin not to lose myself in the process