Lost Cause

[Verse 1]
Lost, silly motherfucker!
Dropping shit they wanna hear but they can't stomach
I'll be writing hits until I probably reach a hundred
You don't really wanna fuck with me, there's no discussion
Popping xans? Fuck that, I'ma pop off on your mother
She ain't even raised you right
You a fuck up, you ain't gonna even make the lights
Yeah, I'm a soon-to-be rich boy, fucking up your shit, boy
You the lost cause, I'm an amazing sight, yuh

[Chorus]
Round and round
We're taking all the energy, we're handing out
I don't think I give a single shit about
All the stuff you're saying, guess I have my doubts
Have my doubts, we go round and round
I don't think I understand you right now
I don't think I understand you, speak loud
I don't think I'm gonna get you, not now, no

[Verse 2]
Guess that I'm the bomb, hot shit up in here
I'm fucking models, it's a marvel, Brie Larson in here
I don't think you even acknowledge I'm the thing that you fear
You wanting bottle after bottle, it ain't free if you near
Cause it's all mine! If I drank, took drugs, I'd do a few lines
Couple years, all my fans'll make a full line
But if you good to me, I'll treat you how you like
You could be the lost cause but to me, you're alright

[Chorus]
Round and round
We're taking all the energy, we're handing out
I don't think I give a single shit about
All the stuff you're saying, guess I have my doubts
Have my doubts, we go round and round
I don't think I understand you right now
I don't think I understand you, speak loud
I don't think I'm gonna get you, not now, no

[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm sitting here, wondering why I ain't really rich
Cause in a couple years, I know that I'm 'gon be the opposite
I've been hyping up my crew cause you know we 'gon make it big
Cause damn, we slowly making moves
But fuck what everybody thinks
My God, I care about that shit a lot
Yeah, I'm 21, I'm British, should I call this shit "a lot"?
Will this shit be what they want?
There I go again, pondering my thoughts
Damn, need to focus on making the shit that fucking bops
They want hits, then the bitches want the kid
Hold up, I mean Leon Vegas, that's the focus, new career
And my new shit will eclipse, all the stuff I used to do
And all the shit you're doing now, I think we're giving it a miss
What they want from me, I don't really care, nah
Put my all in this shit, you can't compare, motherfucker
I've been GOAT from the moment I heard a snare
And dropped a couple rhymes on top of it
For you, it isn't fair cause I'm the one, no Khaled
Soon, I'll be winning all the awards, Rami Malek
Now you so anxious to rap on beats that you panic
I'm a moody, sad fucker with depression, manic
I'm a lost cause, I'm surprised I even manage, ayy

[Chorus]
Round and round
We're taking all the energy, we're handing out
I don't think I give a single shit about
All the stuff you're saying, guess I have my doubts
Have my doubts, we go round and round
I don't think I understand you right now
I don't think I understand you, speak loud
I don't think I'm gonna get you, not now, no