Lil Wyte - Lost in My Zone lyrics
[Lil Wyte - Lost in My Zone lyrics]
I get drunk and I pop pills i can show you
But, I can’t tell you how it feels
This a complicated life, the one that I live
I don’t give a shit bitch, it is what it is
I’m on my own shit, own shit
Lost in my zone shit
Own shit, own shit, lost in my zone shit
I’m on my own shit, own shit
Lost in my zone shit
Lost in my zone shit, lost in my zone shit
Two crazy baby mamas, two daughters
Too little time
It’s hard for me to address my
True feelings in the rhyme
I try and try and just keep
Coming up with empty lines
Billions of thoughts creep around the
Outer edges of my mind
And I’m intelligent but use alcohol
And drugs as a crutch
For some reason when I’m high and drunk
I don’t feel the pain that much
So I just put some more OG in another blunt
Bottle up my problems and keep my
Eyes faced to the front
Head in the sky, always high
Never looking down
And if I don’t plan to land
Then I don’t never have to see the ground
Captain of the plane and all the bullshit
Fuels the tank and right before we boarded
We cleaned out all of the Memphis banks
Money train or money jet
We gonna get that money bet
Don’t anyone know what we doing
Look at all the phonies sweat
Can’t tell you where I’m going, I'm at
Or even were I was
If something goes wrong tonight
Then I’ll just say it was because
I got a career that held on somehow
For now well over a decade
And still get shows every weekend
With no fucking radio play
I guess I’m ahead of my time
Or even walking the perfect line
But, I still can’t get no sleep
Cause my hours are fucked
From driving and flying
That’s part of the game
I know that so I deal with it
Crack the crown open I wash it down
And take some pills with it
That’s the only way I’m getting
Rest in Memphis ten
Call me what you wanna call me
But, you don’t know where I have been
I’ve seen my homies die
Watched my child get took in court
Plus my pops is dead
I no longer have that father support
You think it’s easy being me? I
Got as many problems as you
And that was a few that bothers me
Keyword: 'was a few' listen I've walked
Rode bikes and drove up this road
And I’m gonna keep it 150 miles
Per hour on this ho
Tires are never gonna blow
Engines never gon' explode
I’m W-Y T-E I don’t care what you think of me
And just so you know
But, I can’t tell you how it feels
This a complicated life, the one that I live
I don’t give a shit bitch, it is what it is
I’m on my own shit, own shit
Lost in my zone shit
Own shit, own shit, lost in my zone shit
I’m on my own shit, own shit
Lost in my zone shit
Lost in my zone shit, lost in my zone shit
Two crazy baby mamas, two daughters
Too little time
It’s hard for me to address my
True feelings in the rhyme
I try and try and just keep
Coming up with empty lines
Billions of thoughts creep around the
Outer edges of my mind
And I’m intelligent but use alcohol
And drugs as a crutch
For some reason when I’m high and drunk
I don’t feel the pain that much
So I just put some more OG in another blunt
Bottle up my problems and keep my
Eyes faced to the front
Head in the sky, always high
Never looking down
And if I don’t plan to land
Then I don’t never have to see the ground
Captain of the plane and all the bullshit
Fuels the tank and right before we boarded
We cleaned out all of the Memphis banks
Money train or money jet
We gonna get that money bet
Don’t anyone know what we doing
Look at all the phonies sweat
Can’t tell you where I’m going, I'm at
Or even were I was
If something goes wrong tonight
Then I’ll just say it was because
I got a career that held on somehow
For now well over a decade
And still get shows every weekend
With no fucking radio play
I guess I’m ahead of my time
Or even walking the perfect line
But, I still can’t get no sleep
Cause my hours are fucked
From driving and flying
That’s part of the game
I know that so I deal with it
Crack the crown open I wash it down
And take some pills with it
That’s the only way I’m getting
Rest in Memphis ten
Call me what you wanna call me
But, you don’t know where I have been
I’ve seen my homies die
Watched my child get took in court
Plus my pops is dead
I no longer have that father support
You think it’s easy being me? I
Got as many problems as you
And that was a few that bothers me
Keyword: 'was a few' listen I've walked
Rode bikes and drove up this road
And I’m gonna keep it 150 miles
Per hour on this ho
Tires are never gonna blow
Engines never gon' explode
I’m W-Y T-E I don’t care what you think of me
And just so you know