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Lost Ones (feat. Maskerade) Video (MV)




Performed By: Iv_collin
Length: 3:51
Written by: Albert willaims




Iv_collin - Lost Ones (feat. Maskerade) Lyrics




You knew this already I prove this already
Lyric assassin from the tank bout to drop something heavy
If I really said how I feel
I'll probably cause a riot yall feed into the lies
And I just don't really buy it
Everybody is s critic i just choose to ignore it
Opportunity to spread my brand just know that I'm for it
Sitting in the back working on my Grammy speech
Still got enemies to murk and bunch of goals to reach
I Got one hell of a feeling
Work till I die I just hope I see a million
First I took an L but tonight I bounce back
Mom always warm me how opposite attract and tht fans
Don't Treat the situation like you paved the way
Taking credit for my success when I'm custom made
Talking behind my back
But smile in my face
I guess thats just the way new
Niggas was made

You only hit me phone when I'm beneficial
I plant the seed in 10th grade man been official
So many things fly over y'all head
Went from sleeping counting sheep to chasing this bread
I am exactly what you been waiting on murder any beat I touch
So what's yo fav song if you ain't got no moral then most likely we want get along
I don't f*ck anybody that I hardly pick up the phone
2 step fake jab land a right hook playing hard on the net could get your life took
Fake it till you make it i ain't get tht memo I been doing overtime
Tryna send tht demo listen to the hyphy & occasionally I put on some trap
Not my scene I'm keep writing this conscious rap
Mom working no option of retirement this shit has me bent
I love you mom cause you heaven sent fareal
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You knew this already I prove this already
Lyric assassin from the tank bout to drop something heavy
If I really said how I feel
I'll probably cause a riot yall feed into the lies
And I just don't really buy it
Everybody is s critic i just choose to ignore it
Opportunity to spread my brand just know that I'm for it
Sitting in the back working on my Grammy speech
Still got enemies to murk and bunch of goals to reach
I Got one hell of a feeling
Work till I die I just hope I see a million
First I took an L but tonight I bounce back
Mom always warm me how opposite attract and tht fans
Don't Treat the situation like you paved the way
Taking credit for my success when I'm custom made
Talking behind my back
But smile in my face
I guess thats just the way new
Niggas was made

You only hit me phone when I'm beneficial
I plant the seed in 10th grade man been official
So many things fly over y'all head
Went from sleeping counting sheep to chasing this bread
I am exactly what you been waiting on murder any beat I touch
So what's yo fav song if you ain't got no moral then most likely we want get along
I don't f*ck anybody that I hardly pick up the phone
2 step fake jab land a right hook playing hard on the net could get your life took
Fake it till you make it i ain't get tht memo I been doing overtime
Tryna send tht demo listen to the hyphy & occasionally I put on some trap
Not my scene I'm keep writing this conscious rap
Mom working no option of retirement this shit has me bent
I love you mom cause you heaven sent fareal
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Writer: Albert willaims
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