Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lost Boys , by - Sir Michael Rocks. Song from the album Banco, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.07.2014
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Lost Boys |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| If I, if I, dream |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| All we know is drugs and girls |
| All we know is drugs and girls |
| This ain’t no cowboy shit, man, this that Alpo shit, fam |
| An ATL nigga that never fell for shit, man |
| I always had to grind, story of my life |
| Scrubbing for the shot, I think I lived my life twice |
| It’s Casanova smooth, James classic, bitches with me |
| Niggas straight up out the blue flame |
| Hot bitches, Liu Kang |
| New to the port, nigga, call me butane |
| I’m so damn Hussein |
| Niggas get to ask me a muthafuckin' question |
| A muthafuckin' question |
| I went from having nothing to my niggas copping sections |
| To rocking six gold rings |
| Then I had to go cop six more grains |
| Shit done change, man, my momma is my main thing |
| Took reality and put it in a mainframe |
| Put it in the main frame, my momma is my main thing |
| Took reality and put it in a mainframe bitch |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| All we know is drugs and girls |
| All we know is drugs and girls |
| Praise Elijah, welcome your messiah |
| Walk inside a room, the bitches offer up vagina |
| I’m eating Jambalaya off a thousand dollar China |
| Findin hoes in Idaho, ain’t strippers, but they ride the pole |
| Mister Muddy sipper, that mixture is an elixir |
| A list of A-list celebrities sending me naked pictures |
| The higher I get the more money I make |
| I had a threesome with that ho, now she fucking with Drake |
| Damn, bitches sniffing xannies, yeah, they taking them bars |
| Lucky she got a father who can pay for her car |
| I’m faded, but don’t worry, been this way from the start |
| Just shot a video, killed another radio star |
| Don’t make the mistake of thinking I wasn’t living fast |
| (Sample) That’s Little Richard cash |
| It’s Baghdad in the booth, yeah, I’m bombing it |
| Rocks, James, and Miller that’s the conglomerate |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| All we know is drugs and girls |
| All we know is drugs and girls |
| I don’t slack, I don’t simp |
| I don’t sleep, I don’t slump, I don’t lack, I don’t loaf, nigga |
| I don’t brag, I don’t boast |
| I don’t pull out the Cris if we ain’t popping that toast, nigga |
| She had dreams she was fucking with a phone boy |
| It cost seven iPhones for the clothes, boy |
| I went from the toy store into Tolstoys |
| Bitch it’s Banco, dick fat like cankles, huh |
| Running through the check, bro, check 1, check 2, check 3 |
| A nigga wanna check me his ass better check again |
| Hustle, tryna touch a Benz, deuces of the activist, sprite mud wrestling |
| And I’m on the border with the Mexican |
| I’m about to cop the Aston if he let’s them in |
| That’s my guala, that’s my partner, we the best of friends |
| Nigga you know the code, you will never get a text again |
| Goofy, face ass, jacuzzi with your main splash |
| Polo motorcycle with the Gucci on the break pads |
| Choppin', pussy, possum better play dead |
| Learn the game from the old heads (back up) |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| I said if I was a cop, man, I’d probably be a crooked one |
| And when I was a youngin' always did shit that I shouldn’t have done |
| Like running in these streets, running in these freaks |
| Mama always told me I was born to be a G |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| Lost boys out in this lonely world |
| All we know is drugs and girls |
| All we know is drugs and girls |