through the years Like I got myself a time machine Memories flood around me People and places where I've been I had the blues for the lost days Way back
the good sense not use it? Usually niggas don't know what to do when they back against the wall So they just start shootin' For red or for blue or for
there for you" Some of the people said, yeah yeah, "Nothin' and nothing was just fine You know how I get sometimes" And for a thousand days, I was lost
, still livin' for today In these last days an' times The way to be, paradise like relaxin' black Latino an' Anglo-Saxon, Armani exchange the reins Cash, Lost
in for a midday swim Then we lost all track of time It was a perfect day What I'd give if I could find a way to stay Lost in this moment now Ain't worried
is on, so run for ya weapon nigga! [Chorus] [Malice] I'm for that hit rich quick shit, for that quick lick For that quick Vick fucka, I ain't for the
spiritual world my former life has developed First person I lost close to me was Stella Some of my mellows Lost their mothers and their brothers For
perfume The water's raging, no life vest and I can't swim through, through, no My heart, my mind and my soul, it's lost somewhere in this deep blue
say I made a transition I'm feeling like I found myself but lost my mind They wanna take my life, I take my time I am hair and flesh but lost my life
a golden grind, grind. Young hustlers we graft all the time dawn or dark, non stop UK wot. Yo as a hustle in the city for a paper stack lord knows i
I lost my innocence at birth but I make no excuses For the trivial things and the pain life induces Bitches are wild and so was I, young and stupid It
crew of thugs That parade in blue and yelling 'cuz (Whats up? 'Cuz) Ate by selling drugs '38 snub in the waist, in case fools lose love These days still
are opal and some are pink Some are blue and some are just yellow Well, I don't mean any harm, all I wanted to do is just say hello Oh, those were the days
watching Out for the death while the beats knocking Plot by the devil in a blue dress and chief stockings Spiritual last, equipped with physical mass Able to think quick and bring miracles to pass The lost
ain't got no mix to motion, is a fa sho thang Don't fuck with Ro hoe, I done lost all of my love Razor blade to the wrist, damn near lost all of my blood
Some'll rock you to sleep, hap, for selling cross pills Being watched all day like enemy's prey Faces, you never seen before is in your hallway Brothers you knew for
[Lil' Rob] As I sit in my four corner room Ain't got no room for nobody else, just for myself I'm tripping out, I haven't seen daylight for days What'
