Lost Times (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Alan Daniel Maman/Jocelyn Donald/Matthew Day/Quincy MattHew Hanley

Composed by：Alan Daniel Maman/Jocelyn Donald/Matthew Day/Quincy MattHew Hanley

Produced by：DJ Fu/The Alchemist

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I feel blessed had the bread stash

I woke up feelin' saucy blew the whole bag uh

Get your hood maxed

Two kids same baby momma all black

You know me though alcohol and God

And all that **** that comes involved with it

Takes time man you know what I mean

I got some screws loose in this thing

You heard what I mean

Everything takes it's time but

It's gon' be the one though

And that's just how it works

Slid through the many nights

I never met many like I

Say she like girls that want mines

**** on her friends I might not

Niggas stand clear when I drop

Niggas gon' learn when I talk

You see they move when I march

God credit bless love the realest

My thugs my niggas d**gs and killers

How you hate me with a smile my nigga

You foul my nigga

You turned love into a cow my nigga ayy

Pop I did it the block I slid it

You hatin' I figured no sleep on my pillow

You broke and a bum the worst of the scum

Was dappin' your son he know how I won

You see how I come you see how I'm clutch

The only of us pfft uh

Slid through the many nights

I never met many like I

You mention Q and they lie

I know I'm great in they eyes

The first Hoover that flied I

Suu

I'ma put my fingers in the air for the lost times

Twist one and I put it in the air

For the lost times

I'ma throw this money everywhere

For the lost times Su su su

I'ma get to bustin' in the air

For the lost times Pop pop pop

Su su su

Slid through the many nights uh

Givin' you plenty life uh

Death and beauty all alike

I tried so many times like how else

I'ma climb the height

Uh

Who knew I'd be dynamite uh

You keepin' it shade

You keepin' it shade

I'm tryna shine all the light uh

Yeah on the gang look

I learned the most when I get calls from my cell

We all need help but first we must believe in ourselves

We all on wealth right

Right but first we gotta learn how to fail

We all seen Hell right so tell me

It was better than Hell

Oh wait uh no matter what we livin' it up

We livin' it up

Life is what you make it and it

It still ain't enough

It still ain't

Uh yo on God in Heaven this how

I rock though

Suu

The homies didn't believe me until

I slid with you right

Right

My momma she didn't believe until

I wrote pictures right uh

Got a call about some hate you

Still my dawg nigga right

Uh

But instead of extended your hand

You want me to dig with you

Like aight