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Lost Angeles
- Verse One [0:25]
- LA, the southside, the city of the sinners.
- Every fucking morning,
- I hear 'em pop the trigger
- Running from the violence, I am stuck up in the middle.
- Bullets never miss, now somebody else is injured.
- I grew up in the city, with no brothers and no sisters.
- I grew up in the west, you can say that I am wistern. [western]
- No one watched my back, guess this rap shit was my savior.
- I'm not a perfect product, have a fucked up, type behavior.
- Now I'm on it, honest, supersonic, tell 'em I don't use narcartics.
- Artist but I'm well departed,
- My drug is to be the hardest.
- Fuck you bitch, I barely started.
- California, here to party.
- [Speed Up] Knocked out, never will I wake up,
- Told myself that I was finna make it for the sake of,
- I'll know, ever single detail that I'm made of
- Put a little makeup,
- Shorty got a body, but her face fucked.
- Log in to my facebook, hit my homie Jake up,
- I ain't got no money, need motherfucking bank up.
- Shout out to the bankers,
- Shouts out to the gangsters.
- Dang cus, thank us.
- Never I'm a fake fuck,
- Even if I make it, that will never ever change us.
- Better watch your back, ain't nobody gon' save ya'
- [1:17] Hook
- Trust Me! I don't do this shit for nothing,
- I'm looking for the money, and I'm looking for the honeys.
- I'm the next rap star, making noise around the country.
- Mountains, they are crumbling.
- Rappers, I am munching.
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