Dayne Jordan

Dayne Jordan - Lost lyrics

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The days move quickly

Minutes turn into moments

That will forever be a part of my history

And history is nothing short of the thoughts that will circulate in a mind

Full of open space , either was suicidal

The cycle’s like an open race

Everyone is eligible.

Never would I

Never should you

Regurgitate anything you’ve taken in from the past, present, or future

About you staying deeply involved

Get lost

Get lost

Baby boy get lost

Baby boy get lost

Get lost

Get lost

Baby boy get lost

Baby boy get lost

I was headed down the path toward nowhere

Hanging on basketball courts,

But I ain’t go there

To shoot around,

I mean I had dreams of being AI

But everyone would shoot them down

Four eleven was the height that I measured

So when it came to the full court games,

I was never picked

Playing the side line every day all I ever did

All I wanted was my respect and I couldn’t ever get it

When you’re thirteen you get treated like a kid

I’m too young to get a job

Money is on my mind

Then I got tired of asking my momma for dollars every time

I would see a pair of sneakers that caught my eye

So I decided to get it the fast way,

But anything fast ain’t worth having

If it’s gonna put you in a bad space

Eventually, like it eventually

Did to me it could have got me sent to the penitentiary

Luckily it didn’t,

But that don’t mean it’s gonna be the same for you

There’s no place there for you

It ain’t safe there for you

Get away from here soon

Get away from here soon

There’s no place there for you

Get lost

It ain’t safe there for you

Get lost

Get away from here soon

Get lost

Get away from here soon

Get lost

I know a few that have fell susceptible

To the hustle and pressure you

They didn’t mind a nine to five

But reality kick in when seeing the revenue that they

Generating over the course of two weeks

Momma pullin’ devils and his baby sister need a pair of new sneaks

He ‘s fed up eatin’ fries in a 2 piece

The block is calling, the rock is calling

Things consistently coppin now his pockets are bulging;

So how you expect him to go back when his Bo Jack’s

Are brand new?

And he’s pushing a Cadillac

Stacking up enough money to change his habitat

And potentially see his family doin’ better than bad

I don’t blame him,

So this song ain’t to change him

It’s just to put something on his mind

And hopefully he saves himself

You see I could have been the same one

Plus, I don’t wanna see them caged up

There’s no place there for you

It ain’t safe there for you

Get away from here soon

Get away from here soon

There’s no place there for you

Get lost

It ain’t safe there for you

Get lost

Get away from here soon

Get lost

Get away from here soon

Get lost

Yearning for a future that’s not an illusion

Selling yourself a dream causes a lot of confusion

Fused in, with where you are currently

They do become motivated by currency

The power of the dollar

Could turn a sweet heart sour

Over and over again,

I’ve seen it devour

Great stories that get niggaz sentences that

Turn into paragraphs, that turn into essays, like we in LA

Homeboys become enemies over pennies

And rather chance getting fired and working at Wendy’s

Truth, time ain’t money and money ain’t time

Truth, when money is lost it ain’t hard to find

But you can’t get the minutes back that you spend in the trap

Truth, chasing after them nickels and dimes

So we better off getting it legally,

And stop thinking things happen immediately after we try

No lie

I know you hate being broke my nigga

So did I

But you got to have hope my nigga

Pray to God

Things will change in due time

But until then, keep this on your mind

There’s no place there for you

It ain’t safe there for you

Get away from here soon

Get away from here soon

There’s no place there for you

Get lost

It ain’t safe there for you

Get lost

Get away from here soon

Get lost

Get away from here soon

Get lost

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