Lost Intro (Sango’s Version) lyrics

by

Bryson Tiller


[Intro]
Uh
Yes, sir
I'm f*ckin' with this
Yup, huh

[Verse]
I found a pocket
Leave it to the lost boys to say I lost it
I hear it all the time, it's just a little too often
I think they all blind, they don't see me at the top with
The bosses, they rather put me with the small fishes
I spun a block and came back to some carcasses
Incarcerated, see this presi'? Beg your pardon, n*gga
Lost 'cause I ain't found my way back to the charts, n*gga
I'd rather be with Mona Lisa, this is art
If you pickin' this sh*t apart, I'm certain you wouldn't know where to start
This came with no instructions, so I'm makin' an introduction
'Cause they just know the youngin, but I been here adultin'
Got two kiddos, and they love it when I'm present
So f*ck you and your assessments
f*ck what you impressed with
Still adaptin', so I put Kirby on the necklace
Learned from all my enemies, laughing at my mini-mes
I wish you could see the texts that these n*ggas sent to me
Hov telling me I'm nice, f*ck, are you kiddin' me?
What's-his-face still tryna put a f*ckin' end to me
This is '24, n*gga, not 2016
But he'll never say my name or it's guillotine
If he ever say my name, b*tch, it's guillotine
You already did the thing, tell me, why's this still a thing?
I had dreams of helping n*ggas winnin' and that sh*t's still a dream
And my engineer the only n*gga who could limit me
Big shot, I cannot flip-flop with this energy
Split his wig top, we gon' use it for a centerpiece
Big game, Hunna put him under, now we diggin' deep
But f*ck this talk about the industry
sh*t is draining and shawty came to replenish me
Big flames, thank my n*gga Sango for sending beats
"But when he finna sing, though?" Baby, you finna see
[Outro]
Yeah
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