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Lost Cause

Jelly Roll, Lee Lee Stylz

Deal or No Deal, 2010, İngilizce

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(I'm a lost cause)
I just feel like I gotta vent
What better song to come and tell my story on
(I'm a lost cause)
Some of y'all think I lost it
You wanna know the truth?
Four in the mornin', got a play for a OZ
Mama worry, said that she ain't gettin' no sleep
I say, "Don't worry, keep the pistol on me"
Only thing I'm scared of is Jesus and the police
Lord, please, man, it's hard on me
I can't afford to get caught with this Glock on me
But it might cost life if I ain't got it
So I wake up and cock it and put it in my pocket
Accept my losses, it's just somethin' I need to pray about
'Cause where I'm from, a lot of people don't make it out
Willin' to ride for it, willin' to die for it
But I don't want to, hear my cries, Lord
I'm a lost cause
You don't be where I be, so you can't see
I'm a lost cause
You don't go where I go, so you don't know
I'm a lost cause (Yeah)
You don't be where I be, so you can't see (I can only tell the truth)
I'm a lost cause (I just need to get this verse off my chest)
I'm a lost cause (Y'all feel me if y'all from where I'm from)
I told Murphy, "I don't wanna sell packs, bro"
I'm all alone in my room, but I'm strapped up
And it seems that it's tearin' me to pieces
Deep inside my mind, I know I believe in Jesus
But then I think about my homie Big Dave
KB, Biggie and Big Dre
Boochie and Mav, lil' Hunt and Play
Ridin' Ray, G Stevie and the homie T Lakes
Chameechie and Gone3, lil' homie Mac Bone
Kill the crim', I got your name tattooed
Lord, I don't wanna fall, I go so hard
Think about my homie Paul, we came so far
Think about my homie Struggle, my brother Big Rell
The last three years, we done been through hell
Look, bro, I'm still lucky to live, I'm with you
Smitty Boy, what's poppin', dog? I miss you
I'm a lost cause
You don't be where I be, so you can't see
I'm a lost cause
You don't go where I go, so you don't know
I'm a lost cause
You don't be where I be, so you can't see
I'm a lost cause
I'm a lost cause (Yeah, here it is)
See, if I die, I know that my clique rides
Right now, the streets are hotter than a fish fry
Ask Bravo, I'm really from the streets
Some nights I lay all alone and cry myself to sleep
Think about Sleepy G, I ain't wrote him in a couple
I reminisce to all the nights that we used to hustle
Back when Doc first taught me to rock the powder
And me and Sleepy accidentally cooked with carbon powder
Me and Screech on a mission, I'm in the kitchen
Fat boy got the pistol, gangster to the gristle
Me and Ice Mike Gruger ridin' all alone
Me and Small Fry, Antioch zone
I'm a lost cause
You don't be where I be, so you can't see
I'm a lost cause
You don't go where I go, so you don't know
I'm a lost cause
You don't be where I be, so you can't see
I'm a lost cause
I'm a lost cause
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know