Lost Found by GhostWridah Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Young girl, bright mind, wrong place, right time
No money, three kids, dropped out, great night
Baby daddy shot down, both parents not around
Now you gotta free from yourself and the current boyfriend don't help
On the couch all day, no work, all play
Blame that you can't find a job, but that's what they all say
Late nights on the pole, take it all off for a buck
75 dollars for a head, a hundred more get you fuck
Hate your life, but you live it, pray to God you're forgiven
Go to church, pay the taxes with the same money made off stripping
What a trip, don't fall, hoping that the doc don't call
Hoping that your cough gets better, hopping that it ain't brief letters
If it is, oh well, that's the life, no bell
No hope, just pray, no help, just stairs
Gotta keep your head up high, can't let them hold you down
Tales of a hood near you, stories of the lost and found
[Hook]
Oh, I keep running, running round
With my hands all full of clouds
And my dreams are not let down
In the lost and found
They keep coming, coming down
Now my tears have over now
Someone help me, tell me can you direct me
To the lost and found?
[Verse 2]
Young girl, bright mind, wrong place, wrong time
Growing up too fast, takes pills, white wine
Lone nights, no sleep, step daddy on the creep
She cries, he comes, sneaks in the room every week
She's no, no silly, wishing everyday she could kill him
Wishing everyday she would die, living in a house with a villain
No friends, no life, a dull hood over night
Go to school, wrong thought, she will fear all her life
Mommy works, daddy lurk, put his hands up her skirt
Told her "shh, don't cry, stay still, it won't hurt"
But it does, she bleeds out on the bedroom sheets
Wondering what she did wrong and "why the hell did life chose me? "
Must pass, she showing, mother she not knowing
Her child he see, room is grey, she's howing, going through the worse right now
But don't let this hold you down, tales from a hood near you
Stories of the lost and found
[Hook]
Oh, I keep running, running round
With my hands all full of clouds
And my dreams are not let down
In the lost and found
They keep coming, coming down
Now my tears have over now
Someone help me, tell me can you direct me
To the lost and found?
Young girl, bright mind, wrong place, right time
No money, three kids, dropped out, great night
Baby daddy shot down, both parents not around
Now you gotta free from yourself and the current boyfriend don't help
On the couch all day, no work, all play
Blame that you can't find a job, but that's what they all say
Late nights on the pole, take it all off for a buck
75 dollars for a head, a hundred more get you fuck
Hate your life, but you live it, pray to God you're forgiven
Go to church, pay the taxes with the same money made off stripping
What a trip, don't fall, hoping that the doc don't call
Hoping that your cough gets better, hopping that it ain't brief letters
If it is, oh well, that's the life, no bell
No hope, just pray, no help, just stairs
Gotta keep your head up high, can't let them hold you down
Tales of a hood near you, stories of the lost and found
[Hook]
Oh, I keep running, running round
With my hands all full of clouds
And my dreams are not let down
In the lost and found
They keep coming, coming down
Now my tears have over now
Someone help me, tell me can you direct me
To the lost and found?
[Verse 2]
Young girl, bright mind, wrong place, wrong time
Growing up too fast, takes pills, white wine
Lone nights, no sleep, step daddy on the creep
She cries, he comes, sneaks in the room every week
She's no, no silly, wishing everyday she could kill him
Wishing everyday she would die, living in a house with a villain
No friends, no life, a dull hood over night
Go to school, wrong thought, she will fear all her life
Mommy works, daddy lurk, put his hands up her skirt
Told her "shh, don't cry, stay still, it won't hurt"
But it does, she bleeds out on the bedroom sheets
Wondering what she did wrong and "why the hell did life chose me? "
Must pass, she showing, mother she not knowing
Her child he see, room is grey, she's howing, going through the worse right now
But don't let this hold you down, tales from a hood near you
Stories of the lost and found
[Hook]
Oh, I keep running, running round
With my hands all full of clouds
And my dreams are not let down
In the lost and found
They keep coming, coming down
Now my tears have over now
Someone help me, tell me can you direct me
To the lost and found?