This is a song about "Nigga let lost"

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

I lost my nigga last week, tears still lingering

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

You told me to get lost

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Street honor, please honor let a nigga see the light

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

Competition on the court

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free