Lost Boys

Lyrics

[Intro: Trinidad James] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If I, if I, haha, dream [Pre-Chorus: Trinidad James] I said if I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done (Man, fuck the police, man, haha) Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks (Ya, ya) Mama always told me I was born to be a G [Chorus: Trinidad James] Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls All we know is drugs and girls [Verse 1: Trinidad James] This ain't no cowboy shit, man, this that Alpo shit, fam An ATL nigga that never fell for shit, man I always had to grind, story of my life Scrubbin' for the shot, I think I lived my life twice It's Casanova smooth, James classic, bitches with me Niggas straight up out the blue flame Hot bitches, Liu Kang New to the port, nigga, call me butane I'm so damn Hussein Niggas get to ask me a muthafuckin' question A muthafuckin' question I went from havin' nothin' to my niggas coppin' sections To rockin' six gold rings Then I had to go cop six more grains Shit done change, man, my momma is my main thing Took reality and put it in a mainframe Put it in the main frame, my momma is my main thing Took reality and put it in a mainframe, bitch [Pre-Chorus: Trinidad James] If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G [Chorus: Trinidad James & Mac Miller] Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls (Ya, ya) All we know is drugs and girls (Ya) [Verse 2: Mac Miller] Praise Elijah, welcome your messiah Walk inside a room, the bitches offer up vagina I'm eatin' Jambalaya off a thousand dollar China Findin' hoes in Idaho, ain't strippers, but they ride the pole Mister Muddy sipper, that mixture is an elixir A list of A-list celebrities sendin' me naked pictures The higher I get, the more money I make I had a threesome with that ho, now she fuckin' with Drake, damn Bitches sniffin' Xannies, yeah, they takin' them bars Lucky she got a father who can pay for her car I'm faded, but don't worry, been this way from the start Just shot a video, killed another radio star Don't make the mistake of thinkin' I wasn't livin' fast (Whop bop b-luma b-lop) That's Little Richard cash It's Baghdad in the booth, yeah, I'm bombin' it Rocks, James, and Miller, that's the conglomerate (Get off my dick) [Pre-Chorus: Trinidad James] I said if I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G [Chorus: Trinidad James] Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls All we know is drugs and girls [Verse 3: Sir Michael Rocks] I don't slack, I don't simp I don't sleep, I don't slump, I don't lack, I don't loaf, nigga I don't brag, I don't boast I don't pull out the Cris if we ain't poppin' that toast, nigga She had dreams she was fuckin' with a phone boy It cost seven iPhones for the clothes, boy I went from the toy store into Tolstoys Bitch, it's Banco, dick fat like cankles, huh Runnin' through the check, bro, check one, check two, check three A nigga wanna check me, his ass better check again Hustle, tryna touch a Benz, deuces of the activist, sprite mud wrestlin' And I'm on the border with the Mexican I'm about to cop the Aston if he let's them in That's my guala, that's my partner, we the best of friends Nigga, know the code or you will never get a text again Goofy, face ass, jacuzzi with your main splash Polo motorcycle with the Gucci on the break pads Choppin', pussy, possum better play dead Learn the game from the old heads (Back up) [Pre-Chorus: Trinidad James] I said if I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G If I was a cop, man, I'd probably be a crooked one And when I was a youngin', always did shit that I shouldn't have done Like runnin' in these streets, runnin' in these freaks Mama always told me I was born to be a G [Chorus: Trinidad James] Lost boys out in this lonely world Lost boys out in this lonely world All we know is drugs and girls All we know is drugs and girls