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    "Lost And Turned Out" Lyrics

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    [ Napoleon ]
    I know this young nigga who love to keep his gun in his pants
    14, little Ant will snatch your shit to enhance
    He lost his moms at a early age, pops was cracked out
    His brother ran a drug house where they slept with they Mac's out
    And where we from, fuck them basketball teams
    And your neighborhood PAL cause it's all about makin cream
    He stayed dirty, copped a clip for thirty
    He'd rather be sellin drugs early instead of young, black and nerdy
    He had his hard hat, born ready for war
    This young nigga heart's gone and I saw this before
    He lived day by day, prey by prey, stray by stray
    Blunted on Chancellor Ave. 380 hallway
    He bought a AK and I know he gon' sway, it ain't no damn way
    That this young nigga can turn his life around, mang
    Now where is God when you need him, he's internally bleedin
    Little Ant's barely breathin but he gotta stay eatin
    So he robs again but this time he all smoked out
    He put his finger on the trigger and let the death fly out
    Some man got hit, he's layin on the pavement stiff
    Blood drippin from his face and he drownin in it
    Now what a surprise that little Ant can't come around
    That it's his own man dead on the ground
    Dead on the ground

    Damn
    He can't come around
    That it's his own man dead on the ground
    Dead on the ground

    Lost, turned out
    Not a doubt
    What's it all about
    Lost, turned out
    Not a doubt
    What's it all about

    [ EDI ]
    Baby girl, I can see you in that crazy world
    Spinnin out of control, nowhere to go
    At one point in time, huh, you could've been mine
    But you was movin too fast, couldn't take the chance in losin yo ass
    In high school, we was homies, but that was before we
    Started keepin each other from bein lonely
    With my mama workin all the time and your daddy drinkin
    Sneakin, tryin to bump and grind, what is he thinkin?
    We escaped in each other, became friends before lovers
    More like sister and brother, at least we can trust us
    But I had dreams, yeah, my plane leavin soon
    Had to hook up with Pac, huh, continue to bloom
    I called twice just to see if you alright
    Both times you wasn't home, I knew somethin was wrong
    And then I knew I was right, when they said they found you one night
    Barely holdin on, tell me where did you go wrong?
    Was it when you started strippin for tips?
    Then sellin it for mo' chips?
    And sniffin powder just to deal with it
    Can you tell me, I guess that you can't
    Cause I'm hearin you about to take your last dance
    Let the game get the best of you, baby
    Shoulda called on a Law, he was testin you, baby
    But now you gone before you can be found
    Gone without a doubt, lost and turned out
    Lost and turned out

    Lost, turned out
    Not a doubt
    What's it all about
    Lost, turned out
    Not a doubt
    What's it all about

    [ Young Noble ]
    My brother Sean, he home now, he cool for a minute
    I love him to death but bullshit he stays in it
    I'm gettin older [Name] middle school around the corner
    The drug dealers need and teach what they want to
    "Moms, can I go to the park and play?"
    Didn't play, I was countin every single cent them niggas made
    Then his moms lost her job, no more money-stackin
    On her way home she slipped on some ice and caught a back spasm
    And that's what happened to Aline
    She said she had lotta pains, just an excuse to be a fiend
    Low on food, though it was good what my mama made
    But you know a hungry nigga at school can't concentrate
    be to an F student
    Think about the bitches and the sneakers, my whole childhood ruined
    I made my first sale ( ? ) in a alley way in 164
    I was scared as shit
    I wasn't scared of the cops though, this is true
    I was more scared of what mom duke'd do
    So I chilled for a few instead of ( ? )
    Spent weekends with my peeps just escapin the block
    Little [Names], I knew em since seven
    We had a room, they had a house, just no way to compare it
    But they parents taught me shit and gave me shit
    Fed me, treated a nigga just like family
    You gave me love and you neglected me too
    Lost and turned out but still comin home to you
    I love you [Name]
    I love you [Name]

    Lost and turned out but still comin home to you
    I love you [Name]

    Lost, turned out
    Not a doubt
    What's it all about
    Lost, turned out
    Not a doubt
    What's it all about
    This song was submitted on November 22nd, 2013 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/atv Music Publishing Llc.
    Written by Malcolm Anthony.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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