Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lose Myself, artist - Caskey. Album song Black Sheep 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Lose Myself |
I ain’t trying to lose myself to this famous shit |
I be on one, thinking 'bout how I really need to change my shit |
Look around, everything so shallow |
Waking up every day is a battle |
Make anybody wanna throw the towel |
Yeah, not me, looking in the mirror, I see |
The man right in front of me say, «I got I-T» |
They trying to stop the wave, I’m riding, tell 'em «godspeed» |
You know the time |
You know that all that talk and shit made me work overtime |
They wait for it to happen, me, I had to go get mine |
I swear my work ethic insane and I overgrind |
So when they hating on my accolades, I never mind |
People talk shit 'cause it’s way too easy |
It’s much harder to apply yourself and try to beat me |
Yeah, so I never ever base my happiness on the comments |
I’m just working on myself, going harder like I promised |
When your fuse getting low |
When you’re smoking so much and you escape with the dro |
When you’re spending every night inside a different liquor sto' |
When you’re driving on the highway drunk, and you know |
That you know better, that you know, yeah |
That you know better, yeah, that you know |
That you can’t escape the places in your mind that you go |
I ain’t trying to lose myself to this famous shit |
I be on one, thinking 'bout how I really need to change my shit |
Seem like all these people so shallow |
Every day, waking up is a battle |
Make anybody wanna throw the towel |
People talk about my life who don’t know me |
I’ma ball on 'em, leave my legacy and dip like Kobe (swish) |
If you’re tryna hold me down, then don’t say it, gotta show me |
When you starting to get success, everything gets lonely |
Yeah, can you relate? |
Not another second I could waste |
Some people misinform, thinking that it’s only fate |
It’s more about the way you cooking than what’s on the plate |
In my momma crib on the day I lost my pops |
Now every day I live, trying to get the bigger knots |
Sometime I be just wondering if shit is really worth it |
Most people I know crumbling right underneath the surface |
Still give my blood, sweat and tears, I was broke for some years |
I was caught up on them Percs, I done buried some my peers |
I done spent a lot of nights in a room with my fears |
I been caught up in depression, I was blaming my career |
But I know better, yeah, I know better, yeah, but you know |
That you can’t escape the places in your mind that you go |
And I ain’t trying to lose myself to this famous shit |
I be fucked up, shorty, thinkin' how I really need to change my shit |
Oh, look around everything so shallow |
Waking up everyday is a battle |
Sometimes feel like throwing in the towel |
But you know you know better |
Yeah, you know you know better, yeah, you know |
That you know you know better |
Yeah, you know you know better, yeah, you know |
Sometimes feel like throwing in the towel |
Sometimes feel like all of ya’ll shallow |
Sometimes feel like my heart hollow |
I’ve often said that I wish people could realize all their dreams and wealth |
and fame, so they could see that it’s not where you’re gonna find your sense of |
completion |
Uh, my accolades are spinning 'round me |
The day my father passed away, the day that music found me |
It’s crazy how my darkest times the ones that have allowed me |
To free my heart and soul and clear the chains that really bound me |
I use it as a lesson that everything is for reason, though that reason ain’t |
always clear |
I’m searching for meanings in my quiet time |
Conscious hours, focused on breathin' |
I just sold a 'script of Oxycontin to someone demons, I think I’m crazy |
Think I’m spending time in the clubs and they need to play me |
Think I’m fucking up on the scenes that I need to vacate |
Wait, there I go with that swag flow again |
The same shit that made some fans call me sell-out 'cause shit ain’t dope to |
them |
Don’t think they understand artistry is 'bout openin' |
Your mind to different waves of experiments and I’m soakin' in |
All things subject to change |
Just don’t talk about me like my life purpose was in vain |
Like I don’t apply the pressure to these hoes in the game |
My creativity at higher levels than what I claim |
Know the path to greatness is through humility |
Will it be my intelligent ways, verses strength and agility |
They’ll fuck the world and let 'em die verse vulnerability |
Know that God put me here because I got the will in me |
No, my purpose here is more than just music |
It’s 'bout self improvement, this year I’m blowing up |
And having major influence in this shallow fucking rap game |
My soul is not contained, within limits of my body |
My body is contained within the limitlessness of my soul |
One unified field |
One unified field of nothing, dancing for no particular reason |