P-Trill - Lost & Found Lyrics

Lyrics Lost & Found - P-Trill



In my past life I was lost and now I'm found
Reborn with the sauce, you hear that ultrasound?
This a voice memo, or spoken diary?
If you're hearing this now, you're apart of me
Since I came back to town, things ain't been the same
Look at myself in the mirror like, "Who have you became?"
I stared on, lost sight of who was in the frame
Then it hit a youngin' hard, that nigga lost his name
No more Trill shit? What a shame-shame
Damn, nigga, who to call on when them pains came?
Everybody insists on playing the blame game
Instead of late night grindin' to see a lane change
"If P-Trill really gone, will he come back?"
"Of course bro, no worries, he gon' come back"
"Wow, yo, he still a topic? No, fuck that
Every song that nigga on, that's a dumb track
Childish, stubborn, you should know that bum wack"
"Now you buggin', real bars ain't what son lack"
"Just unnoticed, you know he never won plaques"
"Yeah, aight, he'll get a deal, won't make one rack"
To be in my bag, yeah, that's a numb act
May be down, but not out, and that's a fun fact
Folks said, "Quitting, nah, we don't want that"
You could bet your bottom dollar I ain't done yet
In my past life, I was lost and now I'm found
Reborn with the sauce, you hear that ultrasound?
This a voice memo, or spoken diary?
If you're hearing this now, you're apart of me
In my past life, I was lost and now I'm found
Reborn with the sauce, you hear that ultrasound?
This a voice memo, or spoken diary?
If you're hearing this now, you're apa...
Hop on the beat for the profit
Giving out every gem, I'm a prophet
Leaked on the scene, drippy like a faucet
Throwing that fire, I'm a comet
Good with bars like I deal chocolate
I know I make sense, call me Common
Work harder than clay, no Thompson
Ali how I K.O doors, no knocking
Wearing red to be on the carpets
Call me they blood, without a conscience
They watch face, and not supporting
But when in my face, they applaud it
Niggas showed too much green, they some goblins
Isolating me, I feel like a Martian
(Isolating me, I feel like a Martian)
(Isolating me, I feel like a Martian)
Only around me to bigger they pockets
Not new to it though, I took precaution
Better off not becoming targets
Before I sever bonds and smash sockets
Behold a new contestant in the ring
Future bright, watch him do his thing
Listen to every word he rap and sing
Connect them easy like they on a string
Studied social, I know I'm a king
He is a jewel, no, he don't need bling
Aries baby, I was born in Spring
So people should know it's life that I bring
I'm leading my loved ones all the way to liberty
Keeping 'em close to avoid the misery
Yeah, I know the road could get slippery
So I heat it up, I sauce it with hickory
Yeah, I'm a chef, finesse the rotisserie
Bare heat how I'm doin' my delivery
Slim, yeah, but he heavy in artillery
Meaning my hands get rapid, they jittery
Thee best me? That's who I'm finna be
I will never let the naysay get into me
Just like pollution, hard to get rid of me
I ain't a bat, no, you can't riddle me
I ain't Joker, gotta be kiddin' me
I'm beanstalk, no way to belittle me
Studied boxing, yeah, I know the bars hitting, B
Unlocked potential, yeah, this is the hidden me
Want first place, word to leaderboards
Eat swell and running up the score
Feel my strength, as you hear my roar
I spit from the core as I'm kicking down doors, lil' bitch
In my past life I was lost
And now I'm found
Reborn with the sauce
Do you hear that ultrasound?
Is this a voice memo?
Nah, more like spoken diary
If you're hearing this now?
Welcome aboard, you're apart of me
In my past life I was lost
And now I'm found
Reborn with the sauce
Do you hear that ultrasound?
Is this a voice memo?
Nah, more like spoken diary
If you're hearing this now?
Welcome aboard, you're apart of me



Writer(s): Paul Valentine


P-Trill - Chosen
Album Chosen
date of release
16-04-2020




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