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Lost Times Video (MV)




Performed By: HuFlo$$y
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Hussain Nasir, Paul Robinson




HuFlo$$y - Lost Times Lyrics
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(Right!)
Yeah I'm not gone' hold you
You looking perfect and I love the way that you work it (Yes!)
You collecting ya bag, I mean I might have to buy you Birkins (Woah)
I reserve my purchase, now my back against the wall (The wall)
Enjoying mesmerizing twerking, I'm just tryna ball (Ball)
Cold outside, blame the fall (The fall)
Frat house rules (Yah), we getting busy up in the stalls (Yeah, you know)
Shawty got them blue pills (Oh no) and then she down 'em all
I been up late at night, cause I got Bri upon my mind
Selena not tryna wife and Milan still hitting decline (Woah, woah)
All these ties be sour like lime
I need to handle more of mine
Yeah I Pray for things to be all fine
Please lord send me a sign (Send it)
Send me a sign (Send it)
Please lord send me a sign (Yeah)
I got this Hublot all on my wrist (Wrist)
I gotta stay legit
Yeah running outta time
That shit should be a crime
The way these seconds keep ticking by (Tick, tick)
I am counting up my lost times, too many times
God damn these lost time
If I'm not on my phone, then you know I'm wit da bros (Bros)
If I'm out on the road, then I'm busy rocking shows (Shows)
There's just some tings shawty require
And tonight she tryna inspire (Oouu)
But I'm getting way too tired (Umm)
Yeah I wanna find me a new motive (Huss)
I am lost up in an ya ocean
Building three selling the potion (Woah)
I come home and I know I can't get off it (No)
Is you still there?
Do you even care? (Yah)
I gotta play fair, cause I know all your fears (Real fears)
So I'm charging you a fare
Run up my price, gotta get my life right
(Gotta' get my life right, Right!)
Yeah I'm just this young Brooklyn kid (Yah)
With the Hublot on my wrist, I gotta stay legit
Hublot on my wrist, black diamonds in my ears (Umm)
Get me outta here, Please get me outta here (Get me outta here)
I am begging, I am pleading (I am pleading)
Someone please help me stop all this bleeding (Bleeding)
I need some healing
I'm tryna stop all these feelings (Feelings)
All these damn feelings (Feelings)
I been having all this bad luck
Cause I been working against father time
Need me more time
All these lost times, too many times
Seconds keep ticking by, clock working over time
Running outta time
Damn these lost times (Damn these lost times)
I got this Hublot all on my wrist (Wrist)
I gotta stay legit
I am running outta time
That shit should be a crime
The way these seconds keep ticking by (Tick, tick)
I am counting up my lost times, yeah too many times (Time)
Damn these lost times (Times)
Damn these lost times
All these lost times (Times)
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English

(Right!)
Yeah I'm not gone' hold you
You looking perfect and I love the way that you work it (Yes!)
You collecting ya bag, I mean I might have to buy you Birkins (Woah)
I reserve my purchase, now my back against the wall (The wall)
Enjoying mesmerizing twerking, I'm just tryna ball (Ball)
Cold outside, blame the fall (The fall)
Frat house rules (Yah), we getting busy up in the stalls (Yeah, you know)
Shawty got them blue pills (Oh no) and then she down 'em all
I been up late at night, cause I got Bri upon my mind
Selena not tryna wife and Milan still hitting decline (Woah, woah)
All these ties be sour like lime
I need to handle more of mine
Yeah I Pray for things to be all fine
Please lord send me a sign (Send it)
Send me a sign (Send it)
Please lord send me a sign (Yeah)
I got this Hublot all on my wrist (Wrist)
I gotta stay legit
Yeah running outta time
That shit should be a crime
The way these seconds keep ticking by (Tick, tick)
I am counting up my lost times, too many times
God damn these lost time
If I'm not on my phone, then you know I'm wit da bros (Bros)
If I'm out on the road, then I'm busy rocking shows (Shows)
There's just some tings shawty require
And tonight she tryna inspire (Oouu)
But I'm getting way too tired (Umm)
Yeah I wanna find me a new motive (Huss)
I am lost up in an ya ocean
Building three selling the potion (Woah)
I come home and I know I can't get off it (No)
Is you still there?
Do you even care? (Yah)
I gotta play fair, cause I know all your fears (Real fears)
So I'm charging you a fare
Run up my price, gotta get my life right
(Gotta' get my life right, Right!)
Yeah I'm just this young Brooklyn kid (Yah)
With the Hublot on my wrist, I gotta stay legit
Hublot on my wrist, black diamonds in my ears (Umm)
Get me outta here, Please get me outta here (Get me outta here)
I am begging, I am pleading (I am pleading)
Someone please help me stop all this bleeding (Bleeding)
I need some healing
I'm tryna stop all these feelings (Feelings)
All these damn feelings (Feelings)
I been having all this bad luck
Cause I been working against father time
Need me more time
All these lost times, too many times
Seconds keep ticking by, clock working over time
Running outta time
Damn these lost times (Damn these lost times)
I got this Hublot all on my wrist (Wrist)
I gotta stay legit
I am running outta time
That shit should be a crime
The way these seconds keep ticking by (Tick, tick)
I am counting up my lost times, yeah too many times (Time)
Damn these lost times (Times)
Damn these lost times
All these lost times (Times)
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Writer: Hussain Nasir, Paul Robinson
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