LOSTCTRL Lyrics

EZA been that magic, no Johnson

EZA is you on one?

Man, roll it up, light it up, smoke it

Been outside searching, where the plug at?

Know that motherfucker lurking

Was trying to call you up though, No service

Why you trying to serve a junkie now, with no purpose

Is your pockets hurting?

Taking a life, is it even worth it?

Why you crying Motherfucker?

You did em dirty for the earth did

That feeling worthless

cause they aint walking nor breathing

Like Pac, I don't mean I'm trying to get shot

Like who's hot in the streets? Shit me

Honestly, don't control me

Cause I ain't trying to sell my soul

I ain't trying to sell my soul

I got this double cup and now

I'm moving real slow

Man, I drink this shit too much

I'm dozing off at the shows

Talk straight to the devil, just disguised as a hoe

Had to get this money right, I started pushing the snow

Me and gang got some clout, we started pulling in dough

And once we got the bands, we started pulling in shows

But this shit could get too much, we started losing the bros

But money calls the shots and Ive done prove dis befo'

Get your head blown off for just a bag of some dope

Leave your ass laying down with a tag on your toe

I got this wood rolled, bout to put my mind in the zone

Me and the EZ chilling and ain't no time will be on

We steady on our grind and we just rhyming for fun

Man, I put this on my life, yeah, my time it will come, yeah

Yeah, my time it will come