Lo$T Kid.

[Verse 1 - Tre' Amani]
Mama told me pay attention in school
Assimilation of a nation had me hatin' these dudes
Dropped out, sixteen, I was makin' some moves
I was heavy on the pills, started slangin' 'em too
Lil' bitch, real trill, I was bangin' to lose
I wasn't trippin' on shit, I had to lace up my shoes
Erryday in the dungeon, you was makin' them tunes
Smokin' weed to Kid Cudi, I'm the Man On The Moon
Now errybody fuckin' wit me, now I said I wouldn't be shit
If you ask me, it never really mean shit
I was wavy in the drip, had 'em seasick
Never judge a real nigga based on his prefix
Now everywhеre I go, niggas sayin' "we lit" (we lit!)
Wе it, yeah them Lost Kids dream big
I was down bad, lost in the deep end
On my foul too, stuck on the defense
I been so damn patient, uh
I ain't fucking waitin', nah
Coulda woulda shoulda nigga, look at my wrist
You and your main broad wanna get on my dick
You walk through the mall, nigga don't buy shit
My main car push start then drift
Her ass out I park the whip
This Friday Ms. Parker strip, damn!

[Hook - Rodney Hollywood]
Woulda thought it'd (yeah)
Come to this (what?)
Bright lights (bright lights)
Nice whips
New money
Big chips (big chips)
Different cities (different cities)
Shit is lit (lit!)
Lord knows I gotta pinch myself
'Cause I can't believe I did it myself, oh no
Out the gutter, had to get it myself
Lost kid did it with nobody help oh no

[Verse 2 - Tre' Amani]
Said nigga working hard but I need my respect (I do!)
I been in my bag but they run me my check
Black truck pull up then I hopped out the jet
Lifestyle fast when you comin' up next
So who seein' me? Nobody
Nobody
Like my nigga Keith Sweat
And I just wanna see yo' body
Her body
'Cause that's [?]
Then maybe I'm a little bit biased
Young Maryland nigga ballin' like I'm Len Bias
Up all night I don't ever get tired
Fuckin' with me, have you singin' like Mariah, uh uh
Lifestyle on fire, God
And I'm a star like Deion
Lost Kids gon' strive for eons
Lookin' at this shit like who woulda knew

[Hook - Rodney Hollywood]
Woulda thought it'd (yeah)
Come to this (what?)
Bright lights (bright lights)
Nice whips
New money
Big chips (big chips)
Different cities (different cities)
Shit is lit (lit!)
Lord knows I gotta pinch myself
'Cause I can't believe I did it myself, oh no
Out the gutter, had to get it myself
Lost kid did it with nobody help oh no