Get Lost / Untitled - Topaz Jones

Uh!

Let’s get lost in Los Angeles

We ain’t even really got to plan the trip

Just book a flight out there, spend a night out there

Before you know, might start a new life, I dare ya

Get lost!

Yea, get lost!

Uh!

Let’s get lost in Los Angeles

The weather there is awesome

The cannabis is so strong

Even if it ain’t an earthquake bet ya can still feel the planet shift

Sunset color of Mandarin

Oranges, aren’t you glad that you followed me here

Right here

Shit, we should get a one way, so we ain’t gotta fly back

We can chip in and buy a flat

Throw a bunch of parties where the stars come through

Everything we dreamed make it all come true

Chiefing outside what an awesome view

See the sun rise and it dawned on you

This the type of things that I never could imagine

Back when I wasn’t this tall or cool

Now its all on you (heh)

Am I full of Myself?

Am I foolin of Myself?

Guess that’s how it is when they say you can’t do it, and you do it yourself

Well, that’s only half true

Got a loyal ass crew and a few of them helped

But its still no vacay

Bustin like an AK ay vacate by the day break

Back when I couldn’t catch a break

Niggas wouldn’t even say break a leg

Now I’m eating good, gotta say grace

Staring at my plate, ima make em beg

Chanting nam myoho renge kyo

Dammit my flow on sensei hoe

Never saw a rapper out the NJ

This Aldente, garden to the golden state

Fuck what they told ya

One of these days boy your ass

Gon' have to grow up

Life ain’t all roses, candy, cherry cola

Can’t keep on flying west, whenever its getting colder

Woah oo woah (wooo)

And you know what?

One of these days your ass gon' have to grow up

Life ain’t all roses, candy, cherry cola

Can’t keep flying west, where summer is never over

(wooouoo)

Lets get lost in Los Angeles

You got plans, you should cancel it

Took a drag from a cancer stick

Who’s that, your man?

Don’t answer it

Get Lost

I mean I really snatched the phone, told that nigga

Get Lost

(huu)

Let’s get Lost

Don’t be so protective, lets get Raw

Show me your perspective

The bill to your Hillary will never get elected though

So what you running for anyways

Let’s get caught, in a moment for a change

I was hoping for some rain, but it never does here

Not here

And we running out of runway

On the landing strip, I don’t want to land this ship

Let’s abandon it

(oh oh ohhh, oh oh ohh ohh)

(yeah)

We could start a brand new band, it would jam so sick

Make your great great grandson’s kid wanna sample it

(oh oh ohhh, oh oh ohh ohh)

(yeah) I’m lost

It’s complicated

See, my moral compass, it got confiscated

Couple orders of my side on the entree

I could write a book of Mormon with a lot of pages

Learn how to fly or the cops will cage us

Ain’t no moderators for the conversation

I go bar, bar, bar like the slots in Vegas

But the drugs only good in moderation

(yeah)

Hollywood’s burning

Might as well make a movie while you’re waiting

On hell’s highway

Keep saying that I changed

Who’s side you taking?

(yeah)

The seasons never change and it’s driving me batshit

A couple things guaranteed in this world

Death and Taxes

And that LA traffic

Let’s Get Lost

Momma I gotta move out

Its bout that time for baby boy to