Lost

She/Her/Hers

Family

you kissed a dead man

all credit to ME!

Lyrics:
Well, for years
And years
They say that money has been
The root of all evil to a lot of men, but

Can I have your attention?
I'm lost in suspension
I just wanna know that you'll be there
If something hits the fan

Do I have your attention?
I don't want your aggression
I just want you here

You can talk
We can talk
I don't care of where or what it's about
As long as it's with me

And you can walk
I'll just walk over there
Cause why be alone with the things that you see?

Can I Have Your Attention? (Intro)

Up! Up!

I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm
Uh

I'm going down now
Go to downtown to let sound pound
Feel like DJ Khaled
You cant stop me being loud now
Loudmouth people get mad like it errands and they're embarrassing
Cause they'll be soonest to bow down

Your favorite game to play with me was, "Guess which way you'll twist the knife into my side"
Because you took my livelihood (almost my life)
So now I'm thinking whether not the things I learned were worth the time
Or if the damage scarred was wrong or right or dark or light

Your favorite game to play with me was, "Guess which way you'll twist the knife into my side"
Because you took my livelihood (almost my life)
So now I'm thinking whether not the things I learned were worth the time
Or if the damage scarred was wrong or right or dark or light

So I'm up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
Up up up upupupupup
I'm going up

Up, up

I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up
I'm going up

Get away from you bony zero backbone piece of -
Think I'd rather rip out all my body parts than sit through more of this
I'm pissed. You promised skies, delivered pits. my spirit's split
You pitiful disguising leading, lying hypocritic skit
You played the game. I won the round
Your voice is noise. I hate the sound
Matter fact, let's double back and hit each other pound for pound
I was a king without a crown
I'm rising up. you're falling down
And I said it. I need credit like I wrote "I Get Around"

I'm going down now
Go to downtown to let sound pound
Thinking when I never have to see you like a countdown
Next time that you see me better walk away or crouch down
Bounce down. Count in, Drowned out.
Wound out
I was wound up like a puppet
Every time I tried to talk, you'd just tell me to sh-sh-shove it
Never gonna talk it down or hold it back or t-t-tuck it
You can hate me now, but one day, I will make you learn to love it

I'M GOING UP

Dear Evelyn
I am
Not gonna send this letter
No love
Was given to me off of a silver spoon
So I learned how to savor off a blade
We both know I don't move how I used to move
Love me just the same
Love me just the same
I wrote you a song
You didn't sing it back
I wrote you another song
And you're singing it wrong
Woke up today (Good morning!)
(I just want to go back to sleep) I just need more time
I wrote you a third song, fourth song
Fourth time, four eyes
See you on the courtside
Swing and a miss
I laugh at you
Had to (Hold still!)
(1, 2,3!) I'm still mad at you
Let me go back to the past
(Slap!)
I just slapped past you
(Hold st-Hold)
Still woke up today (Good mo-)
(Just wanna go back to sleep)
I memorize the patterns of your teeth and your anatomy
I'd rather dream
It's easier than unraveling why you do not grab at me
Cause I'm the only one obsessed with you who doesn't have to be
I'm cool
You're cool
We're cool
So why isn't this happening?
I'm actually matter-of-factly perplexed so this is sadden-
I wrote you a song
You didn't sing it back
I wrote you another song
And you're singing it wrong
Woke up today (Good morning!)
(I just want to go back to sleep) I just need more time
I wrote you a third song, fourth song
Fourth time, four eyes
See you on the courtside
Swing and a miss
I laugh
At you
Had to (Hold still!)
(1, 2,3!) I'm still mad at you
Let me go back to the past
(Slap!)
I just slapped past you
(Hold st-Hold Still)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
(Ill ill ill ill ill ill ill ill)
Hold still

Hold Still!

I'd like to talk
I got a lot that's on my mind
Let me be direct: let's reconnect. I want the time
All you wanna do is have a fallback
All I wanna do is get a callback like

Hello
Hello, hello, hello
Shake to statements made like Jello
I get payments ever settled
Soles are placed on pedal
Kettle calling pot hot
Hotshot faking pop placement rebel
I was in Lockhart-put the braise straight to metal
I said I got things to settle

I change based on how big that I get just like a quantum dot
I talk a lot in mics. I'd rather do this than a common job
A bottle on the floor
Don't my mama. I've not gotten caught
I put inside my writings flows as sharp as shots from Octorok

I try to talk to you but it's a bore
I'm falling straight through the floor
I feel ignored
I'm wanting more
And that makes me feel like I'm dumb
I'm sick of the work and the burning of bridges
Fixing the glitch in my pitches
And in my britches
You think you're winning. I think it's funny
I spent more money just raising my puppies

And I took a detour
Now I'm sun-kissed
My regular list is like your buckets
I make more alone just off my archive
You don't write, so I don't want your top five

QUANTUM DOT (prod. noellefayt)

SWIM

A Grain of Salt

MOONRIDER

La vie, l’Amour

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Dr. Dan (Nothin' At All)

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