Baby Keem – “Lost Souls” (ft. Brent Faiyaz) [Audio, Lyrics]

Baby Keem remixes “Lost Souls” with Brent Faiyaz. The song was produced by Baby Keem, Jahaan Sweet & Scott Bridgeway.

Baby Keem Lost Souls

Over a slower, synthier instrumental that gives major last-song-before-the-club-closes vibes, Keem skates through his verses and hands the track off to Faiyaz who comes through serenading anyone who might still be on the dance floor.

Starting his verse lamenting about his 16 missed calls, Faiyaz glides through the ups and downs of missing somebody who’s dealing with the attention from other suitors, but keeps it low-key enough to stay away from the cameras and media attention.

“lost souls” was already one of the smoothest tracks on The Melodic Blue and Faiyaz’ vocals make it more like butter. This is a record you could hear when the lights are low and your watch is reading 2 or 3 in the morning or when you’re in the car and every streetlight feels more like a spotlight as you drive into the night.

Baby Keem – Lost Souls (ft. Brent Faiyaz) (prod. Baby Keem, Jahaan Sweet & Scott Bridgeway)

Lyrics

[Part I]

[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
It’s a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost souls
Whole group of dime bitches and they in Vogue
Tryna find me a bitch that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a bitch that no one knows
You see that bitch right there, she fucked OVO
You see that bitch right there, she fucked Romeo
Tryna find me a bitch that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a bitch that no one knows

[Refrain: Baby Keem]
Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
Titties on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
Whеn I put you in the latest, make surе he know

[Verse 2: Baby Keem]
I’m quick to book a flight, I’m not new to the game
That pussy gettin’ tame, go public on the lames
I bought it, say that name, Alexander McQ-Q-Q-Queen
Rolex, woah, arm on froze
Tip my toes
It’s hot out here, I’ve hit my lows
Your leverage in the back
Your best friend was trash, trash, trash
Get gone like The Flash, Flash, Flash
Let’s add and subtract, math
I see that you look at these VV-VVs
Let’s get you a piece for me

[Chorus: Baby Keem & Brent Faiyaz]
I know that you kiss and tell
Who’s someone that we can tell?
You need a real nigga in your life
I come in like a thief in the night
Two phones, I’m the stereotype
Mama know me, I’m picky who I like
There’s not a fake bitch in sight
Come in like a thief in the night
(Hold up, where my phone?)

[Verse 3: Brent Faiyaz]
Sixteen missed calls
Sorry, I was busy, but I missed you (Miss me when I call)
You see me ballin’ in my [?]
All my niggas ballin’ like I’m Rich Paul
Skrrt off in the Audi (Whip), I’ma lift up (Whip, whip)
All you bitches do pilates when you rich, dawg
So if she can’t pop a squat, then that’s a rip-off
Keep a CDG, y’all niggas ripped off (Oh)
And your nigga better not think that he the only one (Ooh, ooh, only one)
That nigga match his fitted with some Jordan 1s (Yeah, yeah)
If it ain’t Issey, then miss me
Blew all the Hublots
Bad bitch with chrome toes
And we shoot movies, not photos
She not in it for the fame
Nobody know her name

[Refrain: Baby Keem]
Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
Titties on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure he know

[Part II]

[Intro: Che Ercu]
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
Stay by your side babe

[Verse: Baby Keem]
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Please show me a sign, babe, wish I had more time, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
Busy all the time, babe, too late to reply, babe
Put me to the test, we young but we pay bills
Please don’t make a mess, I don’t do good with spills
Lately, I been stressed (Many men addressed)
No regrets when it’s real

[Outro: Chu Ercu]
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
I stay