(Ft. Joey Bada$$)
[Intro]
Just don't lose it
This is what I'm living like...
Yea..
[Verse 1: Nyck Caution]
I said it's really not the same baby
Cause our feelings ain't the same lately
I've been in and out the states, feeling drained crazy
I haven't really slept in like a day or two
And dealing with yo crazy ass would makes me want to stay away from you
So if I really try to tell you where my mind is at
You really wouldn't understand it
Cause all I hear is wait and develop, but I ain't try'na be shelf
I'm try'na shine and make a whole fucking lane for myself
I got racks in my pocket but I never got racks till my raps started popping
Why would I stop now?, why would I pretend like I don't got this flow locked down
Why would I depend on people that I know clocked out
Just because you like to talk it doesn't mean you that you working
I can see through muthafuckas, keep it 'G' or desert us
And you don't need to be among us, always Mr.[?]
Fucking with the fungus, gonna leave yo soul infected
This is cautionary, they ain't get me since the elementary
When I was bitin' in my books, they was stressin' Jessie
If only they seen the papers they probably could've roll Whitney
(But Fuck it I don't need them)
I only need my self, with this grind and a vision
I'm not saying I don't pray, but I've been taught no religion
And I've tried calling God, but he done kept me on hold for a minute
I threw the phone and I listen to myself (hey)
Get it and don't regret where the path will take you
Cause once you made it, the road is something that had to make you
That's when all the sparks in the music, so you remember what the start felt like
[Bridge]
And don't lose it (yea) (hey)
Just don't lose it (hey)
Cause you should know the world is in your pocket young man
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
Hey young world messin' round, stressin' now
Open pack of rubber [?] all up in the dresser now
Cause what you think love is, it's all [?]
Nig' correction, lemme teach you adolescences a lesson
Okay confession, I use to be overly tented
'Bout that pretty brown round, had a longin' for sexin'
And it really didn't help when homies ask me the question
If I was still a virgin? cause now I'm feeling the pressure
Okay it's grade eight now, enough pubes to shave it down
Young and curious, fast and mad furious
I was late to class for grabbin' ass last period
Now all the girlies laugh at what the nasty kitty is
Some of them is delirious, I tell them what the dealy is
Can me and you rendezvous after school
I got the free crib, I think you should come through
Round Two, meet me right by the lunch room
In conclusion, I rushed it
Gave my innocence
To a girl I barely fucked with
When you get that feeling in your gut
You should trust it
