Lost Outro Lyrics - Singles - Caskey

Pressure plus pipes 

I got the tool here strung on my right 

And ever since i loss you pops i don't write 

And that was like '09 

But every time the beat come on i swear it's go time 

My fingers start itchin' 

The pieces of divine start clickin' 

The mistress in my mind start strippin' 

I swear that i'm at a constant conflict with these women 

Cause all the studio time that i buy is way more important than anything that they've given 

Ain't that a bitch 

Owe that ho a couple dollars 

Told her take it in blood or i'm crypt-ed 

I swear at the top is my mission 

Cause sometimes i feel like if you would have been proud 

Then you wouldn't have gone missin' 

Picture a child in his prison 

Where nobody gon' write me 

And nobody come to visit 

And visually i'm sustained by walls of steel 

Is it possible that the fire is all that's real, god damn 

Am i a liar or is all this real 

Is it true that the ones with the desires get all the meals 

Cause i gotta eat 

Shit and my momma got a stomach too 

And if you talk bullshit how do i stomach you 

Ridin' down the 417, sippin' 100 proof 

Pop myself two or three bars 

See what a cup will do 

My girl tried to stop me, she weigh 102 

Yellin' that she hate me 

I swear i feel like it ain't nothin' new 

Pulled up out the driveway like, "Fuck you!" 

To the person who made that Smith & Wesson that my father used, "Fuck you!" 

I swear i would've taken your life if i had the option 

But god didn't give that shit to me 

And lately i've been a problem 

To any motherfucker who cross me 

Yesterday i was in church 

And the preacher he had the nerve 

And banged his ass with that cross piece 

I'm devilish get 'em off me 

Hard to take another two steps when your feet turn to concrete 

Not to mention you off-beat 

Boy how could you hope to compete 

Education is institutionalized 

Everything on the news but truthfully its a lie 

And everything that is truth 

Is truthfully in disguise 

Truth be told i'm an outlaw i was made to survive 

Then why do i see bars of steel 

Is it possible that the fire is all that's real, god damn 

Am i a liar or all this real 

Could it be the ones with the desire make all the pills 

That got us like slaves 

And my momma got chains too 

And if you fuck with the system how do i change you 

Other day spoke to my cousin 

He said he changed crews 

He got new homies and they bang too 

Feel like he was made for this gangster shit 

Wanna cop an AK, move to Anchorage 

Ankle bracelet community control 

His room use to get hoes and now it get patrolled 

And the sad thing, he think that its cool 

The fuck is it that we teaching in our schools, nothin! 

And they don't even want that discussion 

Cause T.V. shows, celebrities, and they budget 

And the rest of the country is on, fuck it! 

Robbin' and stealin' 

Cause there ain't no jobs out here in Florida appealin' 

Look at all these old folks retirement, funds 

We take that shit with all our violence, guns 

But really it's the system that made me 

And the government think that i'm crazy 

But i think that we lost 

And i don't know if he did it with the cross 

I feel like everybody on the Earth will pay the cost 

And maybe we will see bars of steel 

And maybe i am hard to kill 

I could truthfully optimize all that's real 

I could be the O.G. tellin' you guard ya grill 

I could be the devil on ya shoulder 

Or your friend homie 

And it all just depends homie 

Cause we are lost 

Truth be told we are lost 

Whats it feel like in the world when you lost 

Don't know which way to go 

All i see is dollar signs 

It's a long, long road 

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