The Lost Angel

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Father hold me tight
I don't wanna lose sleep
Maybe I ain't right
Everything that has happened give me blurry sight
There's No place like home
There's No place like home
Lately I been Lost and alone
No one really understand
No one give a hand
Drink a brew blow a smoke while I navigate the land
Drink a brew blow a smoke while I navigate the land (The Lost Angel)
Once upon it all started
When the boy grew up broken hearted
His mom and dad parted
He learned to deal with it nd disregard it
Tryna keep a smile while the wound grows
Acting normal but his Pain no one really knows
Dam
He looking bummy
Laughing even when it's not funny
Doing almost anything to get some money
It's ugly
But the boy never quits
He got charisma nd wits
Kits to put check marks on the list
He lost his mind as a Teen
But found a better one with everything he had seen
All he could do is dream
Thinking bout a plot while listening to c.r.e.a.m. (Cash Rules)
Stuck in the middle
Tryna figure out the riddle
Degrees or a triple beam
Shadows follow from the drama and the murder scene
Father hold me tight
I don't wanna lose sleep
Maybe I ain't right
Everything that has happened give me blurry sight
There's No place like home
There's No place like home
Lately I been Lost and alone
No one really understand
No one give a hand
Drink a brew blow a smoke while I navigate the land
Drink a brew blow a smoke while I navigate the land (The Lost Angel)
Feelin like a criminal when he stomping all ova town
Doin the most just to prove to the homies he is down
It's the lifestyle In the golden state
You either get wit the program or get ate up like some bait
Inside the soul there's darkness
Far from being heartless
He see his mothers tears but doesn't react regardless
All the pain that has built
He's influenced by the Thuuugs still
In the streets hoping that the void fill
Drama give his mind no chill
No where to run trapped inside the cell with no steel
They fake to care bout how he feel
Still He believe in his dream
Got wit a sick ass team
Ran a muk like it was fashion
Never no time for peace he was smashing
It became all about the money f*ck the feels
Get that feddi was his m.o. that is Real

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