Lost Angels

By Sandman

Released on September 16, 2022

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[Intro]

Yeah, I’ve been taking time to find me

You haven’t heard me like this before

Haha, yeah


[Verse]

Swear I’m an icon, everywhere they love me

Anywhere from London, Venice, Greece or LA county

The one’s who speak the most always know the least about me

The insecure people be the ones who always shouting

I travel round city to city, no you can’t @ me

I never sit still no my feet aren’t getting icy

I’m sitting down Venice Beach sipping with a slight breeze

& later get a view PCH going 80

Venice Beach to Malibu, they didn’t think I’d see it through

Saw all this in 2020 executed 22

Oh you got a new Gucci purse well good for you

Fill it with a 20 coz you’re broke now it’s hysterical

The thought of always pleasing other people just feels criminal

I’m me, I’m not appeased with something if it’s not original

Working on my craft, love & money is medicinal

You can talk to me but my attention is additional

Don’t give it to anyone, time is scarce, moving fierce

I’ve gone & pierced the bubble that they put me in without a care

I want something speak it to existence then it will appear

I got the chip that’s on my shoulder used it & I persevered now we cheers

Every opportunity, top down, cruising streets

Cut from a different cloth, say I’m not made for this, I'm tailor made

Empire expanding moving fast & furious

The shit they say about me man it isn’t even spurious

Bag chaser, speak on my name then I’m a tag maker

Put you down levitating get a welcome from your maker

I’m hitting nothing but the net, go help out the lakers

I steam roll ahead, hop aboard the sand freighter

Model dater, eyes turned me to a soul chaser

Back breaker like I’m bane my words can form a crater

When they drop, I’m not looking for a trendy spot

Place to base my legacy, pull in bread not gluten free

Sprinkle it with cheddar cheese, grated my teeth at first

Poverty on glossy streets, appearance coming first

Undercurrent of unease, my gut don’t wanna flirt

Living off of rice & beans, got a new Prada purse

Consumerism, look around & I just feel confusion

You got a billionaire, next to tents & needle users

City of angels, rich sit on a higher level

Looking down at the mess & the canyon of devils

Can’t afford rent, but icing out your rolly bezel

This city made me see real & a different teal

People willing to steal to get what they want

Always put up a front, all their cards are a bluff

I don’t have a mask this isn’t no opera

I’m never a phantom in the room I’m always present

Treating every day that I’m alive like a present

I got a gift I give it to others & I don’t mention

I feel the energy shifting like a trend

TikTok a movie star, gone broke turned to a thot

Evil deeds hidden behind means & cross

Fake laugh just to please the higher paid & the copped

Adultery is normalised, heroin on bus rides

People screaming where is the love?

Third eye looking blind

Opened mine took time to find the me inside

That never waivers, never signing on the dotted line

You pocket watching, my currency swapping, I’m doing it often

Not putting the loft in, the ceiling ain’t stopping me

Welcome to the city where the devil runs the streets

Welcome to the land of the brave & the free uh