Lost Boy (Freestyle)

I am a lost boy, from Neverland I am a lost boy from Neverland Had to get my shit straight up out the sand Ain't no fly-by, drive-bys in the can Ramen noodles, steak and eggs, ribeye, cause I can I am a lost boy from Neverland Had to start from the bottom and build up all my fans Ain't no fun around here, we don't hang with Peter Pan Started from where I am, to make it from my Gram Day one shit, I'm a day one fuckin' baller Eighteen in this bitch, I'ma run it up just for a dollar How you ain't say shit, when you know you came out of the gutter You know I won't say shit, I need to make this money for my mother Tryna tame me, hell nah Tryna save me, hell nah, hell nah We gonna run it up, it's raw Tame me, hell nah, tryna save me, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, yeah Peter Piper picked this shit so he could get up out the trap How you say you f*ck with me to my face, but then go take it back Bitches run their mouth so much, I feel like that they're running track And I know it hurts so much, I feel like that I just got stabbed In the back, they can't talk shit cause they run back They in my face for the what's app They just want someone to cuss at They just want someone who know how it feels, they just want someone who just keep it real They just want someone who know how it feels I'm a spaz out, they just wanna talk shit to run mouth They just gonna run they mouth, glasses on cause I'm feeling insane Glasses on cause I'm playing the game, glasses on cause I'm feeling insane Glasses on cause I'm feeling the fame, glasses on cause I'm going insane Tryna tame me, hell nah Tryna save me, hell nah, hell nah We gonna run it up, it's raw Tame me, hell nah, tryna save me, hell nah, hell nah, hell nah, yeah