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Lost Cause
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Caskey
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Montage In the kitchen and it's Taysty Came a long way from the kitchen sink Left up out the small town for bigger bank Family used to tip that bottle back until they liver sank I done blessed so many other people, I'm a livin' saint Turn me up a lil bit Used to say I was a lost cause Man, they used to say I was a lost cause Lost my mind and found some game, it turned me to a ball hog Taught 'em how to hustle 'cause I work, I never call off I could take off winter, summer, spring and wouldn't fall off Put me in coach I've been ballin' way too long to pay mind to they insults Homie could get stepped on like I'm steppin' on these insoles If I gotta post, I get it in, that sh*t a InPost I'm impulsive, ain't nobody laugh, we left 'em roasted I'm in the ghost, when's the last time that I got ghosted? So much sh*t I don't like, feel like Sosa Turned the Dodge and trapped it to a 'rari Testarossa Man, they hatin' on me, don't know what's the cause What you barkin' for if you ain't got no paws? I don't bite my tongue, I tat my face with jaws Homie, win, lose, or draw Came a long way from the kitchen sink Left up out the small town for bigger bank Family used to tip that bottle back until they liver sank I done blessed so many other people, I'm a livin' saint But I really ain't Used to say I was a lost cause Man, they used to say I was a lost cause Lost my mind and found some game, it turned me to a ball hog Taught 'em how to hustle 'cause I work, I never call off I could take off winter, summer, spring and wouldn't fall off Yeah (Right, sh*t, oh) Yeah (Right, sh*t) F**k turnin' down, they left me out for dead, I hit the kill switch Man, my homie poppin' things back to back then he don't feel sh*t Last rapper dissed me talkin' like he finna kill sh*t Slap that boy on live television, think I'm Will Smith He think he real until that sh*t pop People talk like they The Rock, you walk up on 'em, turn to Chris Rock People keep on askin' me why I've been soundin' p*ssed off You put your whole life into this music, then they tell you make a TikTok F**k the whole industry, I'm livid, dog I keep on my shades 'cause they can't even see my vision, dog Come into my lane, gon' be a head-on collision, dog I can't do that friendly sh*t no more, I gotta give it raw You be on the blogs readin' comments 'cause you too involved That ain't where you finna go get rich, so what you doin', dog? When they pull up on you in all black, you don't know who involved Ask me what I'm out here really movin', dog Came a long way from the kitchen sink Left up out the small town for bigger bank Family used to tip that bottle back until they liver sank I done blessed so many other people, I'm a livin' saint But I really ain't Used to say I was a lost cause Man, they used to say I was a lost cause Lost my mind and found some game, it turned me to a ball hog Taught 'em how to hustle 'cause I work, I never call off I could take off winter, summer, spring and wouldn't fall off
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