Losses

Album: Dark Lane Demo Tapes (2020)
Charted: 51
  • Hey, Instagram
    This is a song I've been writing, oh, for a few months
    I don't know, I, I started writing it about family
    Just came up now, so
    Anybody feel any way about it, I don't give a fuck
    (Yeah, family)

    Yeah
    Yeah
    Lost you to the game, I gotta hug that
    I was here when you was asking "where the love at?"
    Dip your finger in the bag to get your buzz back
    I was wishin' on a star when I was that
    I've been fortunate enough to have it my way
    I'm a fortune teller, listen to what I say
    'Member when we used to park up in my driveway
    I always told it how it was, I never shy away
    This life is really something you get lost in
    I know niggas that got famous and they bought friends
    I had friends that only had half of they heart in
    It's hard to accept now, and it was hard then
    But I treated you like gold, I was all in
    Spoiled rotten, they could smell you 'fore you walked in
    Burnin' incense in your new apartment
    But you got no sense when it come to

    Lost you to the game, I gotta hold that
    How you feelin' in your soul since you sold that?
    I'll be better off without you, and we know that
    You ain't lookin' at a nigga you could hold back
    Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap
    You sold me up the river, but I rowed back
    You put me on the road without a road map
    I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts

    You got some liquor at the house?
    (Yeah)
    Go get a shot, let's do a shot together
    (I don't see it)
    (Okay)

    Ayy
    Being here wasn't in the plans
    I do it for the Grahams, not the 'Gram
    I do it for the fam, but still fuckin' Uncle Sam
    I tried to change for you, but that wasn't who I am
    Even when being real is out of fashion
    Niggas keep stealin' my style, now we out here matchin'
    I did it by being myself with no dramatic acting
    I couldn't sit around and wait, I had to have it happen
    Lost you to the game, I gotta face that
    Really think I lost you like a ways back
    Always sayin' how a nigga never play fair
    I took you up under my wing and you just stayed there
    You was supposed to grow some wings, get your own pair
    We started this from the bottom, now you alone there
    Shit, you treat it like it's home there
    Dependent on me, you was supposed to get your own share
    I still love you to my last days
    I never knew that shit would be this fast-paced
    I never thought I'd see awards in a glass case
    I could've ended up in your crib with a masked face
    It could've went left on a couple bad days
    When I visit my last place is the only time I'm in last place
    See me these days, I never got on a sad face
    See me these days, I

    Lost you to the game, and I see why
    It was always you and I without the T-Y
    This is not one of them stories that got three sides
    This is not one of them stories you could rewind
    Like I'm tryna show the waves, this is no cap
    You drove a nigga crazy, but I drove back
    You wrote me off and then you never wrote back
    I'm not tryna make no song, these are cold facts

    Yes, sir (baby)
    Hold on, hold on (let me tell you something about me)
    (I really do know, I know who I wanna be)
    Woo
    Lord, I already passed on all that (woo)
    You go 'head on Writer/s: Aubrey Graham, Elias Sticken, Michael Hernandez, Rupert Jr. Thomas
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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