Lost

[hook: Christian Lewis]
Tell me you love
Oh, tell me you love me
Cause I can't find it
All of the time
All of the time you play with my mind
But I won't find my way until I leave it all behind

[verse 1: Alex Faith]
Yeah, I tell 'em welcome to the ghetto
It's the music industry and I'm just here to change the weather
From South-Side Atlanta to the Oklahoma meadows
There is money to be made with this music that we pedal
You know I stay conflicted
On whether I should settle, with building a safe air base
Or if my place is right here in the kitchen with my hand on a spoon
Spoon in the pot because I love to stir the kettle
I'm the definition of the real South-Side player
I still don't really care how you feel about me
The days are getting stranger as I'm meeting face-to-face with
People who have millions of dollars up in the bank
We talk about my music and we talk about my image
And I still don't really know what to say
I got these people in my ear telling me how I should sound
They disrespect my DNA, it feels fake
But the door still isn't open so I blow it off the hinges
If I want the world's attention
Then I'm'a have to learn to business
And deal with the foolishness so I can be a witness
I was born in Riverdale, I done made it out the trenches
Anything you suckers wanna throw at me I got it
Streets to the round table, I know all about it
"You dress good, but you don't rap better"
Told me I should step my bars up
I just gotta laugh at 'em
And I'm saying all of this so I can get it out the way
Couple lines for your mind, I'm hoping it makes your day
Unh, yeah, they mistake us for some darkness
Ignore that, still do this thing regardless
Try'na hold us back when we gon' push it the farthest
What you think the light look like when you an artist
Try'na hold us back when we gon' push the farthest
What you think the light look like when you an artist

[Hook: Christian Lewis]
Tell me you love
Oh, tell me you love me
Cause I can't find it
All of the time
All of the time you play with my mind
But I won't find my way until I leave it all behind

[verse 2: Alex Faith]
Infiltrated both sides, something like the departed
Looking back four years and seeing where I started
Nothing was the same since the first album charted
Ain't changed since then, lemme tell you what the hardest
Playing both sides without straddling fences
No freestyle but this what battling is
Not against flesh and blood and the catalyst is
The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and End
Too much truth for the club, too real for the youth group
They don't know where to put me, everybody saying "Do you?"
So if I'm honest, I don't really care about rapping
Driving through the hood, I see the young boys trapping
Everyday on the corner so even though I respect it
Don't care about your blogging, I ain't even talking reckless
Homies always say "Alex, keep it 100"
Do [?what it is in short ?] cause ain't nobody really done this
In the culture, keep it moving, what we do now
Three album contract, I'm about to be two down
No plans of stopping, evolving, I got a new sound
Never switching up, I'm always gonna hold the crew down
Never did it for the money, staying far away from fame
The tours, and the charts, and the cash they all came
For tours, the cash, the awards, they all sweet
But they never satisfy, so I'm still chasing Jesus

Believe me, a little fame don't measure up
I would have stayed in school if I was try'na make a buck
I'm here to represent all of my people from the bottom
But let 'em know the truth that I'd be nothing without 'em
So, unh, It's still crowns over crossbones
Almost there, but not yet, I'm on my way home
Unh, to die is gain is the mindset
But I got work to do, I ain't ready to die yet

[hook: Christian Lewis]
Tell me you love
Oh, tell me you love me
Cause I can't find it
All of the time
All of the time you play with my mind
But I won't find my way until I leave it all behind