Steve Gunna - L.O.S.T lyrics

Verse No lie, I don't know how to start this Am I artist, rapper, poet sh** What do I call this Music change fame is the target And rapping to evoke emotion Is obsolete Nah, It ain't a shock to me Money cars clothes overdosing Is the culture? Yes it's global, less emotion,the notion of relating to the audience And giving them something to cope with Where did that go? What do I care? Long as I get paid to get play on air I'll be fine, I be lying if I say I ain't want the riches From the ghetto steps, escaping threats Who wouldn't trade it all for this money the women The hunnies giving the greatest head Dont lie I'm narcissistic, artistic, authentic Ahh this is Words not verbs but nouns with feelings that are hitting The mind, the demise of my time Got me feeling pressure I take walks just to k** the pressure Question let's address it Would you rather be alive hating Or be six feet regretting Life is unfair let's accept it Mow Why trust when you're pulling knives out your back And Why love? Cuz When it's gone It eats your soul That's my perspective But f** it to each is own I'm reaching goals, I'm eating good My style dope, moscato I'm pouring when it's cold Outside to keep my going Am I crazy? Ive been talking to ghosts lately Harboring hatred, heartless ladies Often cross paths with me Deadly encounter, I ain't no good She ain't no good, so nothin good come out if it I'm allowed to vent, my sister going to college in fall and in proud of it And people asking for the music And to be totally honest man Ive been out of it No inspiration I'm still getting texts like why we don't talk? And Still no explanation And side bar don't like girls that born the End of April Old habits stills chasing I'm running, feet caving I wonder if my music good enough to keep aging I think, f** what everyone thinks Opinions belong everybody And I can't please everybody I'm steve with no modification Weed in modern ages, as we inhale We inherit the themes of Marley and the whalers My life good at times roller coaster ride Describe what transpires on the daily My student loans on rotation Can't afford to miss a payments Miss days withs no bills, I'm still hating on my childhood Lost in this life, I often need insight My insides in time will ignite and release the beast Cuz I been holding too much anger And I been Hoping god answers Me and my father don't speak And Do I still miss that banter? And I been thinking boput calling But Should I still plan it? She said miss she miss her period Should I still panic? I don't know Outro I guess I needed to get to this point To get the point Life is short, times are unsure So I tie my loyalty to loves ones And We all need someone to adore What money can't buy Is what time affords Feelings, realness,a genuine voice Cuz I been in the dark and i'm still there but I'm searching for a door