lost.

H on the belt don't say Hermes But I'm chillin in the back with a joint and a drink Still going hard with somewhat of a heart Writing songs about it maybe wasn't a good start But you played your part and Kept on fronting Now my eyes are open I'm devoting More time, oh my I was lost but I'm finding my But the feeling when I thought she'd cut me off Said I was okay but I was lost Doubting everything I do its like a hobby for me I don't like doing it but I still do it when I'm free Money doesn't give you happiness Yeah I know that Still tryna stack the paper just to get my pops to relax Not wasting my time I need time to forget When I pull up the side you decide I'm the shit She's calling my phone then I block it Funny how these bitches come round when you're rocking Whatever, might still end up together Chased enough I think I need some time to Get my bands up Rollie on my wrist then maybe I'll get some attention Nobody could ever see me as a great example But you played your part and Kept on fronting now my eyes are open I'm devoting more time, oh my I was lost but I'm finding my But the feeling when I thought she'd cut me off Said I was okay but I was lost But you played your part and Kept on fronting now my eyes are open I'm devoting more time Oh my...