Still stuck in the payment
Still in the city kid breaking
This bread that I'm making, smoking Jamaican, dream like I sold many payments
Only half of the money related
Only half is the time that I owe you
There's a lotta time that I wasted
On puffin on bang getting wasted
Can't feel my face
Lost in my waste
I didn't mean to hurt nobody, I just needed space
Meat my maker face to face
Asking to show me the way
But he isn't to be found
So till then I'm lost in space
Feeling so alone like I'm lost in space
Need a real friend but they all so fake
All the f*cking Pain that's when everobody change
Smoking on a dope suicidal and depressed
People in my city always acting like a friend
They say f*ck smox but I'm climbing to the fame
God keep me blessing cause all these people lame
Tired of the fakes I don't need no f*cking hate
How you gonna feel when SMØX gone blow
What you gonna do when I'm going with the flow
Everytime we lit and going for some more
Now I'm losing friends but never losing hope
I fell many times but I get up again
I don't really about your money or your friends
I don't wanna know every single thing you said
People gonna miss me when I'm dead
Say you succeed but you mothaf*cking dont
I don't need your help doing better on my own
Finally got some views they be saying I'm dope
They say people got my songs like a ringtone
Lost in
Lost in
Space