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letra de lost love. - iamderrick!

(verse)
that fake humble is your first tumble
the game is a cutthroat you can’t afford a fumble
it’s a gamble and everybody a part of it
throw in a dice, i’m all cards in
i’ll count the money later!
i decide to take a deep route
cause i wanna learn the deep knowledge
and i ain’t taking no detours
i’m a tour guide, the rest of y’all is a gimmick
waves too strong, you easily swayed by
we live in twenty first century
the devil doesn’t come with a pair of h-rns, all in red, a spiky tail
it got a new persona and i hatе to break it to ya
you probably talked to it, f-ck with it, laugh with it
he prolly a prophеt who tryna profit off of ya faith
so when he pull up in a beamer or benz (vroom!)
“the man of god,” let us offer little offering
making rich men richer, but you still a pauper, d-mn!
it probably come in a dress, it probably come in a suit
it probably come in the form of something you love
addiction is a f-cking disease; i’m talking about the devil
total good is total bad and total bad is catastrophic
the apocalypse happening but nothing weird following
you way too blinded to see that, i’m not a prophet
they go around hustling controversy for profits
they build churches, and fake “righteous” for the profits (coin dropping) is
i seen sycophants worship you f-cks
yee of little faith, i ain’t tryna be the minister
but you gotta wake up!
you been sleeping for too long
i see death creeping with my own eyes
(christ on social media)
you lost love, lost faith and lost guap
you lost flock, lost sheep but you ain’t one
prolly the sheperd ain’t gonna got out seeking for one
maybe the shepherd just ain’t the one
they sell you fear, they got solutions to
all about the money, any method to get the bag
the church moving the same s-x marriage agenda
they say we stuck in the wrong body, i can’t fathom really (uuh, what the f-ck?)
and social media f-cked us up
thinking everybody successful
thinking everybody so perfect, they stressing
mental health deteriorating, a victim; why i lost love
i can’t believe i lost love for you
all the whining, the moping i thought i’d never let go of you
for the greater course, i cut the bad tree
cut the bad habits, peeling off skin
justifying bad habits, a toxic relationship; with thyself
i had to call in a meeting with myself
i feel defeated cause i keep on relapsing
i pray to god to pull me out the abyssal pangs
the fall of man wasn’t an apple
some chase money, some material
i hope i’m chasing no fantasies
hoping someday my dreams gonna go, fly
i dodge the sun; i’m not icarus (uh-uh)
i got some little pride with me
i do admit that, but they made me
my daddy absent, but he checked in
welcome to “free speech!”
and the government sucks and broke too!
mother fed me lotta negativities
prolly why i lost love!

- iamderrick

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