Lyrics Get Lost / Untitled - Topaz Jones

Get Lost / Untitled

Uh!
Let’s get lost in Los Angeles
We ain’t even really got to plan the trip
Just book a flight out there, spend a night out there
Before you know, might start a new life, I dare ya
Get lost!
Yea, get lost!
Uh!
Let’s get lost in Los Angeles
The weather there is awesome
The cannabis is so strong
Even if it ain’t an earthquake bet ya can still feel the planet shift
Sunset color of Mandarin
Oranges, aren’t you glad that you followed me here
Right here
Shit, we should get a one way, so we ain’t gotta fly back
We can chip in and buy a flat
Throw a bunch of parties where the stars come through
Everything we dreamed make it all come true
Chiefing outside what an awesome view
See the sun rise and it dawned on you
This the type of things that I never could imagine
Back when I wasn’t this tall or cool
Now its all on you (heh)
Am I full of Myself?
Am I foolin of Myself?
Guess that’s how it is when they say you can’t do it, and you do it yourself
Well, that’s only half true
Got a loyal ass crew and a few of them helped
But its still no vacay
Bustin like an AK ay vacate by the day break
Back when I couldn’t catch a break
Niggas wouldn’t even say break a leg
Now I’m eating good, gotta say grace
Staring at my plate, ima make em beg
Chanting nam myoho renge kyo
Dammit my flow on sensei hoe
Never saw a rapper out the NJ
This Aldente, garden to the golden state
Fuck what they told ya
One of these days boy your ass
Gon' have to grow up
Life ain’t all roses, candy, cherry cola
Can’t keep on flying west, whenever its getting colder
Woah oo woah (wooo)
And you know what?
One of these days your ass gon' have to grow up
Life ain’t all roses, candy, cherry cola
Can’t keep flying west, where summer is never over
(wooouoo)
Lets get lost in Los Angeles
You got plans, you should cancel it
Took a drag from a cancer stick
Who’s that, your man?
Don’t answer it
Get Lost
I mean I really snatched the phone, told that nigga
Get Lost
(huu)
Let’s get Lost
Don’t be so protective, lets get Raw
Show me your perspective
The bill to your Hillary will never get elected though
So what you running for anyways
Let’s get caught, in a moment for a change
I was hoping for some rain, but it never does here
Not here
And we running out of runway
On the landing strip, I don’t want to land this ship
Let’s abandon it
(oh oh ohhh, oh oh ohh ohh)
(yeah)
We could start a brand new band, it would jam so sick
Make your great great grandson’s kid wanna sample it
(oh oh ohhh, oh oh ohh ohh)
(yeah) I’m lost
It’s complicated
See, my moral compass, it got confiscated
Couple orders of my side on the entree
I could write a book of Mormon with a lot of pages
Learn how to fly or the cops will cage us
Ain’t no moderators for the conversation
I go bar, bar, bar like the slots in Vegas
But the drugs only good in moderation
(yeah)
Hollywood’s burning
Might as well make a movie while you’re waiting
On hell’s highway
Keep saying that I changed
Who’s side you taking?
(yeah)
The seasons never change and it’s driving me batshit
A couple things guaranteed in this world
Death and Taxes
And that LA traffic
Let’s Get Lost
Momma I gotta move out
Its bout that time for baby boy to