Boosie Badazz – Lost For Words (Audio, Lyrics)

Boosie Badazz is here with “Lost For Words”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Jit The Beast.

Boosie Badazz Lost For Words

Things took a scary turn for Boosie Badazz in Dallas last month. The rapper was shot in the leg shortly after the death of his affiliate and friend Mo3. The rapper had undergone two surgeries and at one point, there were rumors that he may need to amputate his leg. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case and it appears that he’s back to the grind now that he’s out of the hospital.

The rapper returned with a brand new single this weekend titled, “Lost For Words.” The cover art includes headlines after the shootings and photo of himself and Mo3 while the rapper addresses his friend’s murder, life, and his own brush with death.

Boosie Badazz – Lost For Words (prod. Jit The Beast)

Lyrics

Shot on my birthday
Violence ain’t no new friend to me
Jit the Beast

Lost for words
Guess you’re lost for them with me
20 / 2020, this ain’t tattoo-friendly

Nothing can make me smile today
Not even a bag of Fendi
Shots hit me, this ain’t even my city
Back gunshots is my reply to [?]

You ever felt it coming
Call Ivy under the light before
Like a lot of shit going on
This world crazy, Phat
Need to come see you, daddy

Another day seen
Came to show love with no hating
If I wouldn’t have shown love to 3
It would’ve been a fake thing
And I’m a straight G
But I’m

Lost for my own words
Shot like my own work
Violence ain’t no new friend to me
Violence ain’t no new friend to me

Lost for my own words
Shot like my own work
Promise you better remember me
Promise you better remember me

Hey Mr. Hatch I guess you don’t wanna talk
I guess we’re understood
I smiled inside, they know I’m solid
Best feeling in the world

Tell Moms I’m good, don’t make this big
Like this the end of the world
Tell my kids I’m good, fly out my girl
Threw my phones and went in surgery

In surgery
Thinking bout niggas that I done dirty dirty
In surgery, smirking
Damn, this my first perc, thirty thirty

We swerving, love them boys
This ain’t no Instagram
Boosie beef, it get insta-slammed
Can’t support all you [?] off Instagram

Lost for my own words
Shot like my own work
Violence ain’t no new friend to me
Violence ain’t no new friend to me

Lost for my own words
Shot like my own work
Promise you better remember me
Promise you better remember me

Nigga you seen way more harder shit than this
That’s what I used to tell my niggas
When they was on their hospital bed hit
And we would get back quick

So like them lil gangstas on that bed, bitch
I’ma shake back quick
Shot at eight times, six missed
One grazed, one hit

This rap game dangerous shit
I’m the one who done said
Two shootouts in 2020
Still this ain’t nothing like ’07

You never know who gonna go next
Keep close all your lil steppers
Lil Mo gone, beautiful heart
Know that lil nigga in heaven
Still I’m

Lost for my own words
Shot like my own work
Violence ain’t no new friend to me
Violence ain’t no new friend to me

Lost for my own words
Shot like my own work
Promise you better remember me
Promise you better remember me

Lost for words like a motherfucker

I’m alright though
The only thing that matters
I’m alright though

Nigga
Violence ain’t no new…
Violence ain’t no new…