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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizelost forever feat westside gunn james blake
Have you ever been lost?Have you ever been lost?ForeverLost on islands, driven in boat carsJust bring your girl, feel like she both oursYoung black nigga work at the Auchans (Auchans)So how we here trapped on the ocean?'Bout to go up a level of disrespectfulI'm just one chain away from goin' heavy metalI'm just one angel away from blockin' out the devilJust one mountain away from meetin' all my rebelsToo much power, too many hours all in a dayI sent her flowers, ain't talkin roses, I'm talkin' maodaAsk if she "Ha-ha-ha", I really doubt it (Ha-ha-ha)Took her through the Hills at noon, she felt the—(And how wonderful, how wonderful)Baby girl think she in Honolu' (Wonderful)Don't you know you in the I-5 loop? (How wonderful)How many chickens fit in the coupe?(How wonderful, wonderful)Wonderful, she don't wanna leaveShe jump up, bounce back like trampoline(Have you ever been lost?)Ayo, whip the cocaine 'til the pot bust('Til the pot bust, ah)You was on the porch, I was locked up (I was locked up, ah)Two-tone Maybach truck with the Maxwells (Skrrt, Maxwells)Think a nigga shot somethin' (Ah)Put it to your face, watch a motherfucker blow(Boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)Daytona, different color face on the road (Ah)Ten on his head, he be dead by the mornin' (By the mornin')I can get dirty for the stove (Ah)Dior trench shit hang to the floor (Ah)Dior goggles, I ain't playin' with you hoes (Uh-uh)Out in South Beach with the poles in the Rolls(Skrrt, boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)Good to see ya dudes, alligators on the toes (Ah)Fashion week I'ma strut too, bitches (Ah)Hundred-round drum, make a nigga go get it(Make a nigga go get it, grrt)Tribe go to sell a fifth, bucket while we drillin'(Boo-boo-boo-boo-boom)Had to sneak my new Glock up in Lenox (Ah)Free Sly Green, he got Wayne Perry digitsSocks Burberry, dick sucks on the visit (Ah, brrt)First one to pop, first to earn the stripesThree strikes in, twenty-five to life (Uh-uh)Hyping up the building, hyping up the sightsWhips got the wings of angel kitI been wanting this shit my whole life, I didn't pray for itShe want me to come into his house but I can't kick itShe want the whole dub-dub E, but I ain't convincedNever met her she, but she met SheckShe don't need a princeTook her off the O into the D, she ain't take offenseWay we got it bouncin' off the boards we making printsWait until I step into the floor and then they commenceLost, foreverAnd how wonderful, how wonderfulWonderful, how wonderful (Lost)How wonderful, how wonderfulHow you are, forever
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