Lost Me

I get too much hate, but I ain't heard the last of it Get motivated and write a rap of it My Southside guys ain't blastin' it All my old hoes so fast with it They drive 30 minutes to come see me 310 reppin', say I'ma be on TV Told Maddy gotta go, told Jenny I'ma stay Told Ava on the other line I'll be there Saturday I told her I'ma hit up her best friend Let her homie know we just friends No dead ends I'ma keep it a hundred, you don't keep it a hundred And that's why you runnin', you bummin', like wow I'm lookin' at your records like how? How you pullin' these numbers? You ain't good in the game, but I'm good in the game That's why you bumpin' my sounds, watch out Kid, move out the way, I ain't playin' no games Hoes playin' these games, Juliette wanted me But she playin' these games, but I ain't playin' these games I never playin' these games Blue rain, where I stood out Talk down on me? Then I'ma bring the hood out White boy got chill, but white boy know the deal But they tell me pull up, white boy, it's for real Cus I pulled up and you lost me Regrettin' that you dropped me? Like I'm gettin' up my money and I'm stackin' up the gummies Lil' black thing, shoot my shot like I'm Crosby Upon me, got like every artist Up in my email, now I know that they watchin' I used to be a joke, damn, I used to be broke Now I'm none of those things, got my haters all talking I looked at a yearbook, Mom told me to do it Lookin' at these people, not a clue what they doin I'm 18, fresh, my life's been movin' Choose money or a girl? This bread, I'ma choose it And lose it, takes money to make it Maddy's lil' heart, told her I'ma break it They say wait your time, but I'm tired of waitin' One shot of fame, like Slim, I'ma take it Cus I pulled up and you lost me Regrettin' that you dropped me? Like I'm gettin' up my money and I'm stackin' up the gummies Lil' black thing, shoot my shot like I'm Crosby Upon me, got like every artist Up in my email, now I know that they watchin' I used to be a joke, damn, I used to be broke Now I'm none of those things, got my haters all talking I went on my phone and I googled my name "TT17, wasn't supposed to get the fame" "TT17 went through all that pain" "We thought he'd be dead, not killin' the stage" I always been doubted, nobody believed Then dropped a couple hits, I learned how to breathe And kick back, I trusted the process I trusted what God said, He isn't wrong yet But I know what I'll do in about seven years Retire my parents, they be sheddin' the tears That Calabasas mansion really bring out emotion I used to be broken, but I found me the potion Everybody soft, better bring in the lotion Those ain't my words, that's just what the door said "Welcome to the hills", what the mat on the floor said Chef in the kitchen, no more buyin' the store bread Cus I pulled up and you lost me Regrettin' that you dropped me? Like I'm gettin' up my money and I'm stackin' up the gummies Lil' black thing, shoot my shot like I'm Crosby Upon me, got like every artist Up in my email, now I know that they watchin' I used to be a joke, damn, I used to be broke Now I'm none of those things, got my haters all talking