Lost the Road - Pino

I don’t know

Don’t know where to go

I just lost the road

Fuck these hoes

I don’t want no love

Since I’m off the drugs

I just want some money in my pocket

Maybe I’ll be good

And approach me with that bullshit

Bitch, I wish you fucking would

All my life

I’m misunderstood

I’ll take it to my grave

Felt so betrayed

I am never safe

My heart broke out the cage

And she gone die today

I’m sick of saving Louis Lane (She my kryptonite)

So much on her mental

She way too much to maintain

Fuck the fame

Bitches come and go

They always be the same

And I hate how I became

Until I figured out my shame

That’s major Payne

Like Damon Wayans

Think I found my ways

In the cold for some days

Gotta say this shit a game (Gotta say this shit a game)

Yeah, I can’t see shit

Got me sea-sick

Can’t believe it

Got strategic

They make me sick when I see this

I’m a misfit with my wrist slit

Got my vision

They don’t listen

Pen and paper, composition

My traditions be so different

I’ve been distant

But fuck it

A few Coronas is my soda

Told her to come over

Let’s get inside

We’re Bonnie and Clyde

We Scott and Ramona

I’m out my coma

I pop a soma in Roma

Still smoking blunts with pneumonia

Cold as frozen Minnesota

But she hot as Arizona

She my super nova

She on my sofa

I told her bend over

Don’t know where to go

I just lost the road (Lost the road)

Don’t know where to go

I just lost the road (Lost the road)

Lost the road (Lost the road)