CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Lost Cause
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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
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
