Lost Stars

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Young yout never came home 
Now he's body's laid beneath a grave stone
All these angels losing their halos
Were all sinning just tryna get paid doe
And man I can't lie I was a little A hole 
I was out there with my blade bro
Down to do everything they say so
As time flew by all that love was fake though
Just another yout up on the mains
While his mums in a flat fam shooting up her veins 
F*ck school his been influenced by the game
But his mum OD'd she won't be doing it again
And I ain't even doing this for fame 
Or the money none of that 
I'm influenced by the pain
I was on road now music is my aim
But that gunna stop the feds accusing me again

I ain't tryna reach the top charts 
I do this for my bruddas we some lost stars
I ain't tryna make it to the top 
Because everybody falls I'm preparing for the drop what
I ain't tryna reach the top charts 
I do this for my bruddas we some lost stars
I ain't tryna make it to the top 
Because everybody falls I'm preparing for the drop 

Life's too short man you need to make the most of It 
But while your at it go online and repost my vid
I used to burn bread like the toaster did
The cash will have you blind when your broke you see loads of shit
I sold my first que then reloaded It
I had to go solo my brudda kept 
smoking It
There's no hard feelings fam I don't owe you shit
We still link up & drink kick back rolling spliffs
I'm from a place where 
You wouldn't wanna stay there 
Every time I leave a loved one 
I tell em take care
I'm still the same breh 
Dem man are fake there
I'm so real I'm ashamed to breathe the same air
This life ain't fair a true mate's rare
I just see frienemies & I can feel the hate there
It's been a bait year It flew by quick if I had one wish
I'd go back &  I would wait there

I ain't tryna reach the top charts 
I do this for my bruddas we some lost stars
I ain't tryna make it to the top 
Because everybody falls I'm preparing for the drop what
I ain't tryna reach the top charts 
I do this for my bruddas we some lost stars
I ain't tryna make it to the top 
Because everybody falls I'm preparing for the drop

I'm rapping & I'm mobbing on my crosser twelve 'O' clocking
When feds come knocking tell them that I'm not in
We've been plotting now double j's cropping 
But he knows I've got him man I'm riding if they rob him 
Friends try and warn me that I'll end up in a coffin
But I'd rather die a legend I ain't live my life for nothing
I was starving now I'm scoffing stunting and I'm flossing
When I'm on the radio you better go & lock In
This is real shit catch me on a aggy one
Black tracky on beef boy carry on
Big blade make them all run like a marathon 
I'm on a paro one riding with a bally on
Voices in my head that's what they had me on
Messed up childhood mum can't explain where dad has gone
I'm tryna live my life I wanna lavish one
But I don't wanna hit the trap & grind until the crack is gone

I ain't tryna reach the top charts 
I do this for my bruddas we some lost stars
I ain't tryna make it to the top 
Because everybody falls I'm preparing for the drop what
I ain't tryna reach the top charts 
I do this for my bruddas we some lost stars
I ain't tryna make it to the top 
Because everybody falls I'm preparing for the drop

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