Lost Angels Lyrics – Sandman
Singer: Sandman
Title: Lost Angels
〈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 sh#t 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, her#in 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
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