Lost Ones

It's Elevated Shorty bitch I told em we gon' make one, for the city of the lost ones The ones inside the clouds huh, that's where all my angels from Swear they hold me down, I don’t want to go now Runnin' round the city and I'm looking for a crown Everybody with me and they like to look around Please don’t touch all these drugs we love They don’t feel the same, yeah I think I'm fucked up Pour another cup If I never wake up Their ain’t nothing funny It’s just a very sad song Their ain’t nothing funny If i die, am I gone Take you to Miami on the block, Its Yankees World Life is a trip somethings make it twirl If you hold it for me I can get this blunt pearled She a lost one, gonna miss that girl F*ck it run it up, I got everything to give Party trashed up, everybody got to live We gon' have bitches twerking on yo coffin bitch Its Elevated Shorty yeah, I know you f*ck with this Hahaaa, Man Life is crazy, one second we’re here then we’re not Its unbelievable bro like Got me missing every single person I know gone Aye I told em we gon' make one, for the city of the lost ones The ones inside the clouds huh, that's where all my angels from Came a long way from day i pressed play, jugging on a beat everything was okay Time is moving fast boy i need a slow pace All these type beats feel a different type of way