Official T-Rob - Toxins (Lost Ones) Lyrics

Running through the city in the east side oh
You hear me?
Yeah...
(Oh)
This is for my lost ones
Praying that you find your way up on heavens door step
Even when you left a stain, said "Don't give in to this pain"
It's gon make you go insane, enter veins like Toxins, yeah...
Wish we did more talking...
Went through silence everyday, now your voice my conscience
Don't know how to fix the frame of this picture, it's a shame
Like a flower that ain't get the chance to fully blossom, yeah
My mind, I've been lost it
I'm done trying to be great,
That shit too exhausting
But I can't sleep, these feelings changed, got tears dropping off my face
I was crying at your wake, looking in yo coffin, yeah...
Things get blown out of proportion
Niggas dying everyday that's why I move with caution!
So you won't catch me in them chains, even if they think I'm lame
I'll be true to who I am, it's the glock I'm tossing, yeah...
I don't do this often
My composure in the paint, that shit make me nauseous
That's why I never throw up gang, even if it boost my fame
But if you ever touch the fam, it's your life I'm costing, yeah...
See they knew Tommy, T-Rob wasn't popping
This ThaT flow from T Swaggy,
Take it for adoption
Know I was moving, Too locational for repercussions
But who knew you was inspirational,
Thought you was awesome
See this one goes for Pook, remember first time that I saw cuz
NYC Parkchester,
I was visiting from Georgia,
Was playing DBZ On PS2, got better off such
See now I'm Super Saiyan, but you taught me how to charge up
2016, November 4th, The day my Pops called up
Told me you had a seizure, said you drowned up in a hot tub
Whole fam was hurting, when I heard the news it had my heart struck
Knew Bri was devastated, what's a twin without her brother?
Yeah...
Don't know how to ease the pain, Thinking ganja is the medication, yeah...
But sometimes I'm sipping Drank, we gon pour up for a celebration, yeah...
Things get blown out of proportion
Niggas dying everyday that's why I move with caution!
So you won't catch me in them chains, even if they think I'm lame
I'll be true to who I am, it's the glock I'm tossing, yeah...
I don't do this often
My composure in the paint, that shit make me nauseous
That's why I never throw up gang, even if it boost my fame
But if you ever touch the fam, it's your life I'm costing, yeah...
Titi Maria this one's for you
I can't forget the first time it hurt
In the hospital, seen you lifeless I cried a bit
Think a piece of me died or ripped
But Titi, I'm done sending Red Balloons
Next time you gon see a firework off a yacht written with yo name of side of it
See you in my last minutes off the ship