KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz, Blakk Soul - Lose My Mind lyrics

Grandma used to tell me everything'd be okay
(Hm-m)
Radiator broke and the cold won't go away
(Damn) sick for six days, man
This cold won't go away
Elevator stuck and there's no hot water
Another night takin' baths in
That stove top water
Mom's runnin' out the house when
Her blow got shorter somewhere in the Bronx
This nigga Po shot Porter
It's rich families on TV
With a Robot daughter
I'm standin' in the arcade
And don't got quarters
Sneakers got the lean
Make my low top shorter
Lint in my hair, snot in my nose (What else?)
Stains on my gear
Nobody knows what it feels like
To feel like, in real life, you gotta lie
To feel like your real life don't
Feel like you not alive
Standin' in the spot where your partner died
Too young to see homicide, you traumatized
Visions of the back of your father's ride
Pullin' off, you smellin' the exhaust while
Your mama cries (Word)
A young man with nobody left to idolize
28 grams, y'all know the bottle size
My block got monetized, monopolized
Had my own park place
Never put they whip in my spot
I'm drivin' by in my hood right now
Thinkin' how the hell I survived
That liquor every night
Chicken wings, a side of fries
And beef that never took a day off
Stay off the strip durin'
Holidays with fireworks
'Cause they are the perfect camoflauge for
Drama to let the K off
And never take work you can't pay
Off if somethin' go wrong

Runnin' from the law everywhere
To plush views with first class seats
From no views to you choose
You never thought this would be
Didn't wanna be a victim no more
(So I decided that I)
I just knew I wanted more
So I didn't lose my-

They cut our electric off
Extension cord through the window
Borrowing juice from my neighbors just
To play my Nintendo
My mama's boyfriend Lorenzo was
Blazing some indo he always keeps some weed
But never be around when it's time
To help pay the rent though
Time to keep all the ends meeting
Eviction notice on my door
Even my friends seen it
I'm embarrassed due to that fact
Be in my crib, dreamin'
I could wear some shoes that I like
Hearin' my inner demons
If a pair of shoes what you lack
Go over there and move you a
Sack to them niggas fiendin', greezin'
Ain't intervenin'
Now I'm payin' dues wit' them packs
Dropped outta school without a
Parachute on my
Back and hit the streets hard please, God
Bless the father's raisin' them seeds up
Or else it's blue flags
Both arms raisin' them C's up
(What's happenin', cuh?)
Ain't no grey point
Average raisin' them B's up
(What's happenin', blood?)
Tried to tell you, we damaged
No one believed us
We witnessin' terrifiyng events
Hide the pain from our parent
My apparent line of defense
If my mama knew I watched my
Dude perish right on the fence
She'd be scared 'cause I'm in the
Trenches with hammers and wrenches
I'on care, it's right on the hip and a
Strong sip is my therapist
Got post traumatic stress disorder but
I'm unaware of this
I normalize the normal lies comin'
From my professor emeritus
My OG was like a terrorist, heretic
Teachin' me good and bad
You know the hood is sad
When the killers playin' the role
That your dad shoulda had (Dad)
If he was here, maybe my pants wouldn't sag
Maybe I'd learn how to smile
Instead of lookin' mad (You know)

Runnin' from the law everywhere
To plush views with first class seats
From no views to you choose
You never thought this would be
Didn't wanna be a victim no more
(So I decided that I)
I just knew I wanted more
So I didn't lose my-