LOST BOYS (feat. Pella daGoat)

I am a lost boy from Neverland, usually hangin' out With Peter Pan And when we're bored, we play in the woods Always on the run from Captain Hook Run, run, lost boy, they say to me Away from all of reality I know a boy who lost his way and fell victim to the Trauma Cold to the world, cause he lost the love he had from His mama Now I step on shit, get distant, change my number, Tellin' me to keep it humble Bein' in my bag, QB sneak, know they want me to Fumble Life gets hard in the streets, so we call that shit the Jungle The lost boy from Neverland, I'm the man, I got a plan To make endless dividends I'm from Neverland, this pain from my brother don't Ever end Flippin' bricks, flippin' yams, billion dollar plans And we used to scrap them pots and pans I'm the man, dope in my hands Get high, I fly like Peter Pan Don't lock me in a can, I got a plan Shit, flippin' bricks, gotta glick, leave em' sick I'm smokin' on a Vic, my dog it bites, no Michael Vick Sayless hit a lick, the lost boy from Neverland The pain, it never ends I lost my way some way, so I've been told Aye, so I've been told This ain't how I was raised This ain't how I was raised And my ways are too bold And my ways are too bold But I've lost my way some way Paving this road Paving this road And living fast without brakes Living fast without brakes Just tryna break out my mold And tryna break out my mold The lost boy from Neverland The pain, it never ends It never ends Stack my money, I only run from Uncle Sam Designer around my pants, designer on my pants My Glock, it make you dance The lost boy from Neverland The pain, it never ends It never ends Stack my money, I only run from Uncle Sam Designer around my pants, designer on my pants My Glock, it make you dance I'm in Neverland And I feel like I know a boy who lost his way And fell victim to the trauma Cold to the world Cause he lost the only love he had from his mama Now I step on shit Keep distant from people Change my number Prayers to the Lord Talks with the man Telling me to be humble In my bag, QB sneak Know they want me to fumble Life gets hard in the streets So we call that shit the jungle Neverland is home to lost boys like me And lost boys like me are free But I've lost my way some way So I've been told So I've been told This ain't how I was raised This ain't how I was raised And my ways are too bold And my ways are too bold But I've lost my way some way Paving this road Paving this road And living fast without brakes And living fast without brakes And trying to break out my mold And trying to break out my mold But I started off just like every child Chubby cheeks and real clever smile And I was too stubborn for my own good Cause I was hard headed down every mile Folks knew back at an early age This big head had a big brain So that I refused to go sit and hush And I was asking questions about everything But by summertime around 02 I'd have told you Like I'm legendary Greatness ran through my bloodstream But my heart was colder than February Neverland is home to lost boys like me And lost boys like me are free But I've lost my way some way So I've been told So I've been told This ain't how I was raised This ain't how I was raised And my ways are too bold And my ways are too bold But I've lost my way some way Paving this road Paving this road And living fast without brakes And living fast without brakes And trying to break out my mold Just trying to break out my mold