Lloyd St Claire – Lost and Found

Lloyd St Claire – Lost and Found Lyrics

Artist: Lloyd St Claire
Song: Lost and Found

Ohh yeah
Running in from the back yo
From the back yo yeah
Want a diamond on my wrist

Gonna make you people Dance
Like you gonna finna drown
If you keep talking
We goin run up on your clique

Want the money and the fame
And she posted a kick
Like we in a ball game
Imma run-up to set

Like I’m lost and I’m found (lost and I’m found)
I stay posted on a jet cause
I can’t touch the ground
Imma buss out with a tec

When the money make a sound
I don’t care bout what you say
When I’m not around
I’m switching on you

Like you’re gonna miss (gonna miss)
I see you drumming in your mentions
Now you running off
We like Space X in the building

So we taking off
I see the dummy in the mirror
Who goin run it all
Imma beat it like a monster

Flexing on a winner
Cut a little bit off (off)
Wrist so good
Got a million on course

Got my whip so good
Now me whipping up sauce
We done drove and lean
With the hitters in the back

Dash out through the scene
Running now he counting laps
For the bro’s imma get it
TIll that money Jump back

Pop-out with the N-Strike
Darts be going splat
New sign on your doorstep (oh no)
I ringing I waiting till the door breaks (breaks)

I be searching in green top (green top)
Looking for these blue faces blue faces
Where the feet stop
Liftoff and you know I won’t change

Blues with the clues
Want some money and a range
Blue stay cool you know
That dog he not derranged

Had a moment for a minute
Told me keep my head straight
With a kodak keep it black
Never going the wrong way

I be rushing I be swinging
Tryna keep them all away (all away)
I be fighting with demands
Tryna keep them at bay

I be gunning in the mission
Tryna move it everyday
Want a diamond on my wrist
Gonna make you people Dance

Like you gonna finna drown
If you keep talking
We goin run up on your clique
Want the money and the fame

And she posted a kick
Like we in a ball game
Imma run-up to set
Like I’m lost and I’m found (lost and I’m found)

I stay posted on a jet cause
I can’t touch the ground
Imma buss out with a tec
When the money make a sound

I don’t care bout what you say
When I’m not around
Want a diamond on my wrist
Gonna make you people Dance

Like you gonna finna drown
If you keep talking
We goin run up on your clique
Want the money and the fame

And she posted a kick
Like we in a ball game
Imma run-up to set
Like I’m lost and I’m found

I stay posted on a jet cause
I can’t touch the ground
Imma buss out with a tec
When the money make a sound

I don’t care bout what you say
When I’m not around
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From the album:
Lost and Found
Release Year: 2020