Lost in the Range
Skrrr...
I'm lost
I'm lost
I'm lost
(I'm lost, I'm lost, I'm lost)
I'm lost
Lost in the Range
What ya block? What ya claim lil' G? (lil' G)
If it's fake then it ain't with me (with me)
Got a room full of dragons and I'm lost
Lost in the Range (skrrt)
What ya block? What ya claim lil' G? (lil' G)
If it's fake then it ain't with me (with me)
Got a room full of dragons and I'm lost
You got me fucked up but it ain't your fault
I took your heart wanna take some more
And I'm gone
Young boys on da gang shit
Fuck the cops
Drop the opps
But this ain't a crime when that lane switch
You don't know my pain, bitch
Demons and angels
The street is in danger
Still living brainless, huh
Dragons and kings that is with me
Trap left me heartless, she is so gorgeous
She gonna keep playing with me
I'll love you to the death, baby, help me find my way
I'm lost
Lost in the Range
What ya block? What ya claim lil' G? (lil' G)
If it's fake then it ain't with me (with me)
Got a room full of dragons and I'm lost
Lost in the Range (skrrt)
What ya block? What ya claim lil' G? (lil' G)
If it's fake then it ain't with me (with me)
Got a room full of dragons and I'm lost
Yeah, it's just me and my pack of Marlboros
In the droptop ridin' round drowning all my sorrows
And I thought for a second
That the cops was following me, ooh, yuh
Girl, you know I grew up with no role models
Look around in my room there's around four bottles
And I hear and I hear all my dead idols calling me
I'm in a Prada suit, sipping cheap whisky (yuh)
Can't help wondering why she's even with me (yuh)
Can't help hoping that my papa miss me
Can't help smoking though I hate the nicotine
Started living on my own by the age of 15
Couldn't sleep watching TV, wish I had some Coldin (16)
Started smoking but I'm not a dope fiend
26 when I really saw my wallet go green
Rather be nouveau riche than on a leash (yuh)
Ona mnie pyta co robię
Nic nie robię dziś (nie)
Oni by mogli mieć wszystko
Ale wolą pić (wiesz)
Sippin' electrolytes in Sicily on the beach, ayy
Move shady like a poltergeist
On my table multiple cups of ice
Tomato stains
All my clothes are customized
And I'm bumping Culture, "What's the Price?"
(What's the, what's the, what's the price?)