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Out of Place
by Lostboii
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Lost
Sometimes it feel like I can't get away
I got a long way to go from this place
I keep repeating it all in my brain
Script medication, I'm numbing my pain
Trying to run my bag
Imma make them go mad
Yeah we all popping bottles, I ain't sipping no Ac
And we going full throttle, imma step on the gas
I ain't gone never stop 'til I'm on the map
I cant never go back babe, fuck a restart
I cant never let them in, I be on guard
But baby you could ride my wave, we could go far
Be happy with the time I make 'cause I'm not yours
Creeping outside
Out of my mind
I ain't wanna let you in my life
It feel like you been eating me inside
Sometimes I wish that you would die
Running for the cash babe
Until I make maybe you could be my last babe
All my haters getting mad 'cause I won't change
Or are they getting mad 'cause they last place
It won't matter when I'm in my bag
Sometimes it feel like I can't get away
I got a long way to go from this place
I keep repeating it all in my brain
Script medication, I'm numbing my pain
This is the start and I'll finish the race
Riding with the top down, like fuck out my way
Rolling with the gang, pull up like we ain't come to play
But still I gotta say that I'm prone to break
Imma take it to the face and I fade away
I'm addicted to the chase so I stay awake
So imma poor another drink until I feel okay
So fucked up, I feel out of my place
Running for the cash babe
Until I make maybe you could be my last babe
All my haters getting mad 'cause I won't change
Or are they getting mad 'cause they last place
It won't matter when I'm in my bag
Sometimes it feel like I can't get away
I got a long way to go from this place
I keep repeating it all in my brain
Script medication, I'm numbing my pain
Trying to run my bag
Imma make them go mad
Yeah we all popping bottles, I ain't sipping no Ac
And we going full throttle, imma step on the gas
I ain't gone never stop 'til I'm on the map
It's what I feel like
I don't know if I should do it, but it feels right
I know the game gone probably kill me if it's real life
But I got real eyes, so I see the real lies
I seen it clear baby, I hope that you realize
That I ain't want you back
I'm focused on the cash
I know it make you sad
Give you a heart attack
I'm jumping off the Jack
I cant even relax
Lost
Sometimes it feel like I can't get away
I got a long way to go from this place
I keep repeating it all in my brain
Script medication, I'm numbing my pain
Trying to run my bag
Imma make them go mad
Yeah we all popping bottles, I ain't sipping no Ac
And we going full throttle, imma step on the gas
I ain't gone never stop 'til I'm on the map
I cant never go back babe, fuck a restart
I cant never let them in, I be on guard
But baby you could ride my wave, we could go far
Be happy with the time I make 'cause I'm not yours
Creeping outside
Out of my mind
I ain't wanna let you in my life
It feel like you been eating me inside
Sometimes I wish that you would die
Running for the cash babe
Until I make maybe you could be my last babe
All my haters getting mad 'cause I won't change
Or are they getting mad 'cause they last place
It won't matter when I'm in my bag
Sometimes it feel like I can't get away
I got a long way to go from this place
I keep repeating it all in my brain
Script medication, I'm numbing my pain
This is the start and I'll finish the race
Riding with the top down, like fuck out my way
Rolling with the gang, pull up like we ain't come to play
But still I gotta say that I'm prone to break
Imma take it to the face and I fade away
I'm addicted to the chase so I stay awake
So imma poor another drink until I feel okay
So fucked up, I feel out of my place
Running for the cash babe
Until I make maybe you could be my last babe
All my haters getting mad 'cause I won't change
Or are they getting mad 'cause they last place
It won't matter when I'm in my bag
Sometimes it feel like I can't get away
I got a long way to go from this place
I keep repeating it all in my brain
Script medication, I'm numbing my pain
Trying to run my bag
Imma make them go mad
Yeah we all popping bottles, I ain't sipping no Ac
And we going full throttle, imma step on the gas
I ain't gone never stop 'til I'm on the map
It's what I feel like
I don't know if I should do it, but it feels right
I know the game gone probably kill me if it's real life
But I got real eyes, so I see the real lies
I seen it clear baby, I hope that you realize
That I ain't want you back
I'm focused on the cash
I know it make you sad
Give you a heart attack
I'm jumping off the Jack
I cant even relax
