Artist: B.o.B f/ T.I. Album: No Genre (Mixtape) Song: Not Lost Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus: B.o.B] Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm lost They gave me nothing but doubt First they waited then hated then counted me out Just because I'm losing doesn't mean I'm stuck They say I lost my way But first I showed em then I sold em right in front of their face [Verse 1: B.o.B] Well this is the World that we living One minute you the hero the next you the villain We got up in this game just to try to make a living We hit you with the truth while you watching television But still these are the cards that we dealt They kick you on the ground when you most need help Until you dried up and they sit you on the shelf Then you start to cry because you all by yourself So just know if you are aware of the belt The only way to excel is the soul that you sell So I could care less about the clothes on myself I'm trying to drive straight on a road made of nails Yeah, I got to pay the toll if I fell Or else it would be another story to tell I'm getting to the door I can tell I'm just waiting on the day till the glory prevails [Chorus] [Verse 2: T.I.] All I know is keep going, shit don't stop Until the huss double up put the click on top Used to wanna have the bricks on lock Til we went to prison saw we couldn't pick them locks Easy decision now a nigga think I lost my touch Listen if I ain't the realest ever done it I ain't off by much So please don't wake me up if I'm dreaming in the fast lane speedin' no safety belt And it's a marathon pace yourself In this race for wealth talkin' shit just a waste of breath Chasing me like chasing your tail your never gon catch it Respect is something you never get if you never had it I'm looking back and laughing this life of mine Bought me all the way here form my life of crime Just a constant reminder that the end I'll be always the one who knows all see's all Because... [Chorus] [Verse 3: B.o.B] Yeah, well these are my predictions I'll be on the top 40 with a big hit Travelling the World trying not to get sick And I'm a get more friends on my friends on my friends list And then after that I'll be famous And everyone I know will tell me that I'm changing And then my cell phone will never stop ringing And I'll be all over magazine pages Yeah and they'll play my songs till they boring And if I ever do stop touring they treat me like a foreigner Don't believe me ask Lauren... [Chorus]