Lyrics Lost in Frustration - Jrahdi

Sometimes it ain't summertime
In the city
From Nosebleeds, to court side
To the other side
You were the right way
Somehow we got lost in frustration

Sometimes it ain't summertime
In the city
From Nosebleeds, to court side
To the other side
You were the right way
Somewhere we got lost

Niggas talk shit so what
Big money dreams goaled up
I'm with the team know us
We run the scene sho nuff
I'm finna go getta bag today
Ain't no opinion gon hush me
Ain't no opinion gon rush me
Ain't no opinion gon hush me

What you know about being lonely
Ugh
Up and left alone girl
Ugh
Im finna go get a bag today
Ain't no opinion gon hush me
Ain't no opinion gon rush me
Ain't no opinion gon hush me

Been black
Don't crack
Shadrack
Meshack
Walking out the fire clean
From all the smoke I been rolling
The blunts we been blowing
I'm finally high enough to see
I gotta baby depending on me
I gotta treasure cuddled in the cut
I gotta talent to nurture
A future of purpose
On purpose Ima live it up
If I were sneaking and geekin
And losing my meaning
You prolly wouldn't give a fuck
It be some niggas
That ride wit it tucked
Some nigga would rather
Hide in the trunk
Never thought I'd bd a single parent
Scared of courtrooms and legal bucks
I just wanna see my sun shine
I just wanna be the peaceful one

You finna go lose your swag today
If you go send that emoji
She finna go pack her bags today
If your demeanor ain't loving
We go from rags to riches
Y'all niggas worry bout
Bitches too much
Niggas with bad intentions
Usually the quickest to rust

Niggas talk shit so what
Big money dreams goaled up
I'm with the team know us
We run the scene sho nuff
I finna go pack a bag today
Ain't no opinion gon hush me
Ain't no opinion gon rush me
Ain't no opinion gon hush me

What you know about being lonely
What you know about my
Struggle young nigga
Up and left alone girl
What you know about my
Struggle young nigga

I'm finna go pack a bag today

100 round drum let it scream on em
Click clack pow red beam on it
Just like that they deceive homies
Just like that I redeem homies
I look up up in the mirror
The image is clearer
I'm hearing the jumper go swish
You will never be superior
Only a mirror like image
To who you present
I'm taking hints
I'm two legit
If I give her strokes I'll make her quit
I don't riding round with the stick
But I should invest
In a couple of clips
A couple of rounds
I spy at the bar
A couple of clowns
Nodding you off
Cramping your style
Tamper your cloth
Motor your mouth
Pissing you off

Sometimes it ain't summertime
In the city
From Nosebleeds, to court side
To the other side
You were the right way
Somehow we got lost in frustration

Sometimes it ain't summertime
In the city
From Nosebleeds, to court side
To the other side
You were the right way
Somewhere we got lost