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letra de lost in thought - ozzy monroe

crazy
karate i’m kickin’ sh-t
blindfold on and burning while my b-tch in there flippin’ sh-t
once it’s made apparent can’t look over the differences
we done tried a thousand things were dead and just tryna live again
okay one, two step
we follow em’ our best
second that we start to slip again we at eachothers neck
okay lemme catch my breathe
mind full of stress
blame it all on her and say get right or get left
i’m so tired of living life in a circlе
i’m trying hard not to hurt you but i’m failing every go around
the cyclе repeat itself o so often
can’t help but feel like a problem
my worthiness what i’m worried ’bout
staring at the cieling am i good enough or not?
tryna find my way but i’m just lost so deep in thought
who would have thought
the strings we kept attached would have my stomach tied in knots?
drinking, smoking, rapping, b-tches, money all i give a f-ck about
k!lling all the competition always
but they still gon’ run they mouth
i got visions of my future
ima really be here running sh-t
got no business with a moocher
tell a muf-cker go n suck a d-ck
up all night i’m workin’ till the morning
she come over and whole time that she here i got her moaning
i never see mistakes only lessons
i’m manifesting my heaven
and got my dogs to keep my right here in the moment
i’ll blow up like a roman candle on the fourth
they’ll see me glowin’
hear a song of mine thats a good omen
get you through the day is what i’m hopin’
got em’ hooked just like the dope man
the stick apart of me like snowman
wanting more than what you need you’ll never have enough
coming up with somethin soon as you get what you want
coming down harder than coming up
being in the streets is so different from acting tough
no i never find out the hard way
birds eye scoping the opps out all day
not playing this ain’t a ball game
nothings said when we finally get them tucked away
it’s cold and dark in the world i be keeping heaters on me
when i pull up to the jeweler i got the meter on me
we blowing gasses performing up at the ceremony
you must be dreaming you seen me without the mary on me
you used to know me but lately you acting scary homie
put up personas but really you just a fairy homie
i see right through it and for you i am emberassed homie
we could remove you but really were sending prayers up for you
locking doors and looking out windows dealing with paranoia
rather keep you trapped in suspense
than know were coming for em
just know i got the addy anyone that i’m annoyed with
i got the soldiers where you’re at whenever i deploy them
no i never find out the hard way
birds eye scoping the opps out all day
not playing this ain’t a ball game
nothings said when we finally get them tucked away
no i never find out the hard way
birds eye scoping the opps out all day
not playing this ain’t a ball game
nothings said when we finally get them tucked away

- ozzy monroe

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