Lost

[hook: Christian Lewis] Tell me you love Oh, tell me you love me Cause I can't find it All of the time All of the time you play with my mind But I won't find my way until I leave it all behind [verse 1: Alex Faith] Yeah, I tell 'em welcome to the ghetto It's the music industry and I'm just here to change the weather From South-Side Atlanta to the Oklahoma meadows There is money to be made with this music that we pedal You know I stay conflicted On whether I should settle, with building a safe air base Or if my place is right here in the kitchen with my hand on a spoon Spoon in the pot because I love to stir the kettle I'm the definition of the real South-Side player I still don't really care how you feel about me The days are getting stranger as I'm meeting face-to-face with People who have millions of dollars up in the bank We talk about my music and we talk about my image And I still don't really know what to say I got these people in my ear telling me how I should sound They disrespect my DNA, it feels fake But the door still isn't open so I blow it off the hinges If I want the world's attention Then I'm'a have to learn to business And deal with the foolishness so I can be a witness I was born in Riverdale, I done made it out the trenches Anything you suckers wanna throw at me I got it Streets to the round table, I know all about it "You dress good, but you don't rap better" Told me I should step my bars up I just gotta laugh at 'em And I'm saying all of this so I can get it out the way Couple lines for your mind, I'm hoping it makes your day Unh, yeah, they mistake us for some darkness Ignore that, still do this thing regardless Try'na hold us back when we gon' push it the farthest What you think the light look like when you an artist Try'na hold us back when we gon' push the farthest What you think the light look like when you an artist [Hook: Christian Lewis] Tell me you love Oh, tell me you love me Cause I can't find it All of the time All of the time you play with my mind But I won't find my way until I leave it all behind [verse 2: Alex Faith] Infiltrated both sides, something like the departed Looking back four years and seeing where I started Nothing was the same since the first album charted Ain't changed since then, lemme tell you what the hardest Playing both sides without straddling fences No freestyle but this what battling is Not against flesh and blood and the catalyst is The Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and End Too much truth for the club, too real for the youth group They don't know where to put me, everybody saying "Do you?" So if I'm honest, I don't really care about rapping Driving through the hood, I see the young boys trapping Everyday on the corner so even though I respect it Don't care about your blogging, I ain't even talking reckless Homies always say "Alex, keep it 100" Do [?what it is in short ?] cause ain't nobody really done this In the culture, keep it moving, what we do now Three album contract, I'm about to be two down No plans of stopping, evolving, I got a new sound Never switching up, I'm always gonna hold the crew down Never did it for the money, staying far away from fame The tours, and the charts, and the cash they all came For tours, the cash, the awards, they all sweet But they never satisfy, so I'm still chasing Jesus Believe me, a little fame don't measure up I would have stayed in school if I was try'na make a buck I'm here to represent all of my people from the bottom But let 'em know the truth that I'd be nothing without 'em So, unh, It's still crowns over crossbones Almost there, but not yet, I'm on my way home Unh, to die is gain is the mindset But I got work to do, I ain't ready to die yet [hook: Christian Lewis] Tell me you love Oh, tell me you love me Cause I can't find it All of the time All of the time you play with my mind But I won't find my way until I leave it all behind