Lost In The City Lights (2016) is a song by Lil Mist.
Lyrics
Verse 1:
Yeah, I remember that first hit, a thrill so raw
On them dark streets, where I stumbled 'til it dawned
Homeless on the highway, no place to call home
Suffering every day, just tryna find my own throne
From the bottom of the cut, life seemed grey and blue
But I hustled, stayed true, knew what I had to do
No one to turn to, but I still found my way
Through the darkness and the pain, I emerged from the fray, uh
Hook:
From the bottom to the top, yeah we never gon' stop
Now we living large, countin' stacks, flip-flop
On the grind, puttin' in work, yeah we flip the script
Survived the struggle, now we shine, hands on my hip
Verse 2:
Lost in the haze, lost in the maze
But I pushed through the trauma with that fearless gaze
Through the trials, no denial, they were hard to bear
But I found strength within, rose above the despair, uh
Used to sleep on the pavement with nothin' but a street name
Every dollar I made, had to put towards the pain
But I rose from the ashes, like a phoenix in the night
Took control of my own destiny, I had to fight
Hook:
From the bottom to the top, yeah we never gon' stop
Now we living large, countin' stacks, flip-flop
On the grind, puttin' in work, yeah we flip the script
Survived the struggle, now we shine, hands on my hip
Bridge:
Every tear I shed, every emotion I bled
Just fueled the fire inside, as I hustled and tread
Through the hardships I faced, I found strength within
Now I'm chasing my dreams, no time for the sins, let's win
Verse 3:
Now I'm sippin' champagne, them haters in my rearview
Went from damn near broke to stackin' revenue
I remember the pain, so I appreciate the joy
Took control of my own life, now I'm the one they employ, uh
Living lavish, ain't never going back
From the bottom to the top, ain't no losin' track
This is my story of triumph over pain and strife
A testament to soaring high, livin' my best life, uh
Hook:
From the bottom to the top, yeah we never gon' stop
Now we living large, countin' stacks, flip-flop
On the grind, puttin' in work, yeah we flip the script
Survived the struggle, now we shine, hands on my hip
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