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Lost Boy Video (MV)




Performed By: Litto
Language: English
Length: 2:13
Written by: Malik Exantus




Litto - Lost Boy Lyrics
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I feel like a lost boy, I know I could do better, I'm flat on my feet
And I gotta go invest this shit, I'm way too focused on keepin' the breesh
Trials and tribulations, bettin' it all, get back is always the key
All I know is go hustle, money no violence, shit crash when they meet
I keep pain deep within, fightin' my demons, I'm tryn' not to sin
I'm stayin' unknown as long as I can, cause I'm still servin' grams
I'm glad I took these risks, cause I don't know if I would be far as I am
Yeah, I like big plays, but daily, I'm doin' hand to hand, I get paid to live
Money everyday, how can anyone evict him, niggas is broke, pop no moves, huh
Tell me, how was you a victim? I'm from New York, where we barely had guns
Niggas open up and we fix em', but we grown now, we don't play around
F*ck around and make you a victim, and if it's checks, niggas gon' split em
New York, livin', Bins really fed em', we all that nigga, all-star team
Only Us Now for the fam, I bleed, drip on my body, Dior, dior
Mix with a Amiri Pop, R.I.P. I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Drip on my body, they all know me
You know, I had to get in my bag a lil' bit
Niggas been havin' they way, it was a lil' hard to get here though
Don't ever get that twisted, but we just gon' keep goin', keep havin' motion, keep movin' forward
Runnin' it up, and runnin' it up, it became a cycle, I can't have enough
No, I can't lie, I'm not on yet, but still servin' P's 100s Stashed in the tuck
Do you know what I endured to get where I am, I know you don't shut the f*ck up
Money all around the world, I'm just tryna scale, why do niggas envy us, uh
Why do I not trust, cause people ain't believe in us
And I know when you up, it's a whole lot of X's and O's, they act like it's love
But I don't see nobody, just keep goin', you can't break what's from the mud
You can't break what's from the mud, A diamond done rose, got paper, what's up
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English

I feel like a lost boy, I know I could do better, I'm flat on my feet
And I gotta go invest this shit, I'm way too focused on keepin' the breesh
Trials and tribulations, bettin' it all, get back is always the key
All I know is go hustle, money no violence, shit crash when they meet
I keep pain deep within, fightin' my demons, I'm tryn' not to sin
I'm stayin' unknown as long as I can, cause I'm still servin' grams
I'm glad I took these risks, cause I don't know if I would be far as I am
Yeah, I like big plays, but daily, I'm doin' hand to hand, I get paid to live
Money everyday, how can anyone evict him, niggas is broke, pop no moves, huh
Tell me, how was you a victim? I'm from New York, where we barely had guns
Niggas open up and we fix em', but we grown now, we don't play around
F*ck around and make you a victim, and if it's checks, niggas gon' split em
New York, livin', Bins really fed em', we all that nigga, all-star team
Only Us Now for the fam, I bleed, drip on my body, Dior, dior
Mix with a Amiri Pop, R.I.P. I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga
Drip on my body, they all know me
You know, I had to get in my bag a lil' bit
Niggas been havin' they way, it was a lil' hard to get here though
Don't ever get that twisted, but we just gon' keep goin', keep havin' motion, keep movin' forward
Runnin' it up, and runnin' it up, it became a cycle, I can't have enough
No, I can't lie, I'm not on yet, but still servin' P's 100s Stashed in the tuck
Do you know what I endured to get where I am, I know you don't shut the f*ck up
Money all around the world, I'm just tryna scale, why do niggas envy us, uh
Why do I not trust, cause people ain't believe in us
And I know when you up, it's a whole lot of X's and O's, they act like it's love
But I don't see nobody, just keep goin', you can't break what's from the mud
You can't break what's from the mud, A diamond done rose, got paper, what's up
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Writer: Malik Exantus
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