you know wen t's time to let things go wen u lookin lost with no love tore down but your own self blame but u cant got these fucked up memories u in trance time is only wasted if not yet replaced with the coldest heart ache to ever even be noticed bitch still left without notice gave u chance after chance u still doing that old shit you know yo hoe shit u steady running laps around me to u its victory but to mee its long nights full of anxiety i go hard 4 my family you guna hate wen time lose faith now u wonder y u lookin lost no love but ur own fault to blame when I've done it all in books still my babies calling yo name ..bitch lookin lost tore down but your ownfault to blame so I think u should no this my babies calling you back home but u lost lookin toredown and your own fault to blame