Lyrics Ff7 (Lost!) - Nine Seven Pta

Yeah
I'm scared of falling off, yeah
But I'm losing out, yeah
It's not a lot
I've been so far away from you
I'm lost inside

That's not Nine Seven

I've been away from top
Don't know what you did to me
I cannot ride along
And play like this is history
Haven't been writing songs
So what y'all waiting on
But I'll be praying for
I'm on your radio, yeah

Yeah, yeah
I'm on your radio
Keeping these words I wrote to you
My vision, keep it true
Getting that wet off eight-est ball
My mind, it ain't evolve
Never had much to say to y'all
Took that road 'bout eighty miles

I've been tryna find the wavelength
Sick of doing all the same things
I been looking for a damn change
But it's simmered in the membrane
Need the money like it's loose change
Standing tall, not on my Liu Kang
Pop a bottle, I go loosey
I been lost in my head space

Keeping it tuck, I'm fucking me up
I'm fucking me up, light
Kind and Regard, I go all night
I gotta get out my foresight

I stay at home with a tour life
Fucking a friend, got a night light
I put my head on a pedestal, let it go
Let it go, let it go all live

Tell me how it feel to be lost
I just get found on occasions here
Baby, but what is the cost
I just be getting enabled here
How does it feel to be lost
Shit, they be talkin' 'bout fables here
How does it feel to be lost

Once you realize that all the shit you used to care so much about
Just keeps you a prisoner of your own mind
You stop trying so hard
And you surrender to the knowing that you don't know anything

Tryna get on top
Maybe we ride through the city and catch on a wave
All of these artists are thinking the same
All of these artists are thinking the same

Poppin' a pill and I try to maintain
I do the drugs, and then lose on my brain
Losing myself is the meaning of fame
Losing myself is the meaning of fame

I pop a perc and then lose on my mental
Living at home, I live residential
Living a life not good for the mental
I'm in the woods, I live in a tent though

Making the time to live it all ten fold
Beat of the drum won't match on my tempo
I'm in the North, I'm not in the Central
Write it all out and put it on envelope

I don't make pop, make music for head though
I forgot most of the shit that I said though
I'm in the void, I'm chillin' with kinfolk
R.I.P. Mac, I done swam with the breast stroke

Come to the void, just know that I sent you
If you're hearing this song, just know that you're meant to
Come to the void, just know that I sent you
If you're hearing this song, just know that you're meant to

Keeping it tuck, I'm fucking me up
I'm fucking me up, light
Kind and Regard, I go all night
I gotta get out my foresight

I stay at home with a tour life
Fucking a friend, got a night light
I put my head on a pedestal, let it go
Let it go, let it go all live

Tell me how it feel to be lost
I just get found on occasions here
Baby, but what is the cost
I just be getting enabled here
How does it feel to be lost
Shit, they be talkin' 'bout fables here
How does it feel to be lost

There's beauty in creating something that wasn't there before