Lost Faith

Lyrics

[Verse] Uh yeah, yeah Uh yeah, yeah Look They wanna know my mic game, it's '98, Game 6 Wealthy soul, they wanna know how I'm happy but ain't rich Tried to test me, lied as a youngin, and I ain't bitch Realized this whole game an illusion, ain't been the same since Ain't many worse enemies than impatience Vain princes sit upon thrones made of vagueness Me? My effect directed a young Sway My effect, director, it's Scorse They pose, oughta bе themselves, yеah they Jorge New York kid, they watch me from oy veys to oyes Cats get a little bit and just do what the coin say I'm invested in myself, win or lose, that boy play Try to be humble, I feel like an antithesis Somethin' like a West Hollywood breast I bottle the stress, then learn to let it pour on the page or on the stage, never knew how important my stains Probably have to sell a million records 'fore I'm embraced by the cool table and by that time it be boring and fake Do you know what it's like to have morals these days? It's hard to believe in karma, and rewards seem in vain But I suppose the prose alone is in itself the destination I am the excavation, the soul of a restless nation Composed of every one of your woes and hesitations Saw the script, and I burned it, the smoke rose from the basement So whatever my lineage or rank that they fit me in Bury me a city kid, product of the shit we live Try to try to live to give, think I might succeed it Just don't let the ones who's hollow critique it, say I's a genius Call 'em on their bullshit in the spirit of Craft Even wise men walk in circles when they clearing a path And may those who felt the love outnumber vast those who had to get near to the wrath and steer clear of the trash [Hook] I almost lost faith I swear I almost faith But that's what every boss face Fuck your lil' bizarre takes Homie, look at Marl pace Even when I'm off-base I ain't runnin' yall race No, no, no, no, no Yeah