Baker Aaron – Lost Lyrics
Artist: Baker Aaron
Song: Lost
Father forgive me I been on a mission, Wish
Life had a partition cause I know God seeing my sinning, If
I could restart and make different moves
I would even pay penitence
Cause I wanna get paid off my pen and sh#t
Still penniless, moved to New York
That was my penance cause
sh#t ain’t been going right since I left
South Carolina, I’m just tryna stay positive
And stack like lasagna,
All of these unemployment checks
But I’m losing my breath, stressed
I was born to flex and change this mess
I know it, but I’m broken
They asking what is you smoking
Cause I keep my dreams in the open, never gloating
Tryna keep my vibrations potent, but I’m feeling lost
Like a n#gg# floating
I’m so lost.
What I gotta do to find my way
Other than pray?
I’m so lost.
What I gotta do to find my way
Other than pray?
I been praying recently a lot
You know how that go
Especially when the money stop
Yo life is on the rock
And you drinking out the bottle
It’s never on the rocks
All your moves are improv’d
Like you don’t got a plot
Where do you go when nothing is marked
I wrote and wrote but nothing was sparked
I tried to roll but, I ain’t have nothing to spark
Then I thought I’d find peace in new booty
But nah, I ain’t Bubba Sparxxx
Will this feeling of being alone last long
Will I feel like Solange singing a song
Cranes In The Sky, on my darkest night,
Rather these tears fall from higher heights
Than my bedroom in Washington Heights, damn
I’m so lost.
What I gotta do to find my way
Other than pray?
I’m so lost.
What I gotta do to find my way
Other than pray?
Now I ain’t been to, Church in a while
It ain’t my style having someone on me
Saying how much money I need to shell out while I’m going hungry
I heard a story about
An older lady who wanted to dial
Getting a blessing, one of them prayer towels
Pastor got on camera told the crowd he wasn’t down
Cause that lady ain’t been to church in a while
He said that she should have faith,
Even if the city is shut down
Pay her tithes, f#ck a mask and get back to the church now
That sh#t was wild
I get it, you tryna make yo millions
The hustle is inside of you like that dope boy that been dealing
But I hope you ain’t grilling them for getting it how they living
You preaching bout redemption, pulpit pimping
And the rest of us sinning
n#gg# what
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From the album:
Miles from Home [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021