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Paroles de L O S T

Interprète Larry Donnavon

Paroles de la chanson L O S T par Larry Donnavon lyrics officiel

L O S T est une chanson en Anglais

Yeah
Ok I got it
Yeah
Check
I think it's clear we give our life to this music
Divine touch when the love is the truest
Eying the goal line, still tryna pursue it
But keep it trill, sometimes we go through it
And I get so lost, sometimes
And this emptiness fills my heart
Still I smile
Yo, the time's coming, I can feel it, in the air we breathing
No more stress, I feel blessed, like I'm here sneezing
May not be picture perfect, but I'm still in there cheesing
Before I was getting cheese, I had every reason
The heavens shined its light and then took in my brother
So I just pray I can make enough to help out his daughter
Support her like she my own
I go so hard they thought I had a clone
I'm getting high looking down, just like a drone was goin make this shit a poem
But Larry hit me like, ""Nigga, you with me? It's on""
You know that boy been the truth, you hear it in my tone
I need a beach to lay on 'til it change my tone
Been workin' overtime, why half the time they never workin'?
Sometimes it's more than the bread they get these birds chirpin'
And whatever that is, know I got that shit for certain
I'm 'bout my business, nigga, I might just tuck my shirt in
Who said that nigga couldn't rock like roll and Elvis?
Ain't put a finger on you niggas, but I know you felt it
You get that money like hammer, boy, then you know you nailed it
But I'm keeping more for me, I guess I'm so selfish, Swiffa
Let's get it started, itu0027s started
Uh, it came to me, I was smokin', watchin' facts of life
Give it up, close the show, give it back to Christ
Word to O, you never know when it's your last night
So we maxin', active, what's the action?
Still engulfed in the art I gave my life to
And I'm in it for love, fuck what the likes do
All the girlies was curvin' until you seen fame
Then quickly fell to their knees when the keys came
But a nigga like me, I always had bitches
Slut bags, good girls and bad bitches
It seem like I got a thing for the mean hoes
Even had happy times with some sad bitches
Treat my life like a bank job, in and out
She only love me when I'm in and out, feel me?
A pimp habit, when in doubt, gorilla out
Keep your pride in mind, leave them feelings out
Like a summer in London, I wasn't chasing love
But found young, crazy dumb, creative love
You fell, I ran, I know you hate me, love
But it's not what you think it was
I've get so lost
Sometimes
And this emptiness fills my heart
Pursue love and earnestly desire the spiritual gifts
Especially that you may prophesy
For one who speaks in a tongue speaks not to men but to God
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