Out of Reach (feat. Nash)
Yeah
Aye
Only time gon tell
Will I find myself
Ap on the wrist
Will I blind myself
Can I put it all together redefine myself
I despise myself
Sit in the house and just hide myself
It's time to find a better way
I know
Prophecies been showing me the road
Sprouted from the mud a little rose
See a bigger picture when I smoke
All the friends I had
Done turned to foes
Turned around and slid when I was low
And now my ex is claiming that I'm broke
She just mad I left her for some hoes
Yeh
She just mad I left her for some hoes
Whoa
Still can't trust a soul
I'm on the road
I'm back and fourth
Tell the bro just pack a bowl
I stack the dough
It's time to go
Better off just laying low
Perfect the flow
Then book a show
I set the goal
Expect a blow UP
Like cholesterol
It's no flex at all
No flinch when we next to y'all
No offense
We ain't next to y'all
Find a bench kid
We next to ball
The flow age like alcohol
But ain't nothing like starting a wave
Came out the cave
Now we on top of our game
Save us a place
Matter of fact
Just move the fuck out the way
This ain't the lane to be merging with
In a big body
No suburban kids
Yuh
Let's hop up on this plane
Yo
I wanna fly away
Let's go
Go to a place they can't go
I ain't trippin
Cause I'm paid fasho
Don't get blindsided by the wealth
Money only holds value in good health
Always had to play the hand I was dealt
Was never really asked about how I felt
Fake friends for the clout
Fake hoes run their mouth
Aye
If she act up
Better back up
Baby don't trip
Just pack your stuff
I know it sucks
Yeah life is tough
Just swallow it down
Like a glass of nut
My life is crazy
Yeah it's nuts
To walk my shoes
It takes guts
I'm self made
No pay cuts
That shit you talk
Don't faze us
Got big drip
No QuikTrip
Don't need a chain
Just riches
Chasing after fame
Not bitches
Naw we ain't doing that
We staying true to rap
This beats a cue for that
Put on a beat
And the kid gone snap
Don't mean to end your nap
But know the best are back
I'll hang you on a rack
On the track
Quit the cap
Overlapped
Jimmy Neutron
Gotta blast
No time for the reminiscing
Bigger views like a premonition
That's a better vision
Man who we kidding
Check the coalition
Every person with me on a mission
Where's the competition
Give me my commission
Or the recognition
Everybody listen
Not about tradition
It's about positions
And I'm in they mentions
Center of attention
If you really listen
There'll be comprehension
Of the things I will do in my ascension
So don't ever question
Yeah bitch
Don't ever question
Aye
Only time gon tell
Will I find myself
Ap on the wrist
Will I blind myself
Can I put it all together redefine myself
I despise myself
Sit in the house and just hide myself
It's time to find a better way
I know
Prophecies been showing me the road
Sprouted from the mud a little rose
See a bigger picture when I smoke
All the friends I had
Done turned to foes
Turned around and slid when I was low
And now my ex is claiming that I'm broke
She just mad I left her for some hoes
Yeh
She just mad I left her for some hoes
Whoa
Still can't trust a soul
I'm on the road
I'm back and fourth
Tell the bro just pack a bowl
I stack the dough
It's time to go
Better off just laying low
Perfect the flow
Then book a show
I set the goal
Expect a blow UP
Like cholesterol
It's no flex at all
No flinch when we next to y'all
No offense
We ain't next to y'all
Find a bench kid
We next to ball
The flow age like alcohol
But ain't nothing like starting a wave
Came out the cave
Now we on top of our game
Save us a place
Matter of fact
Just move the fuck out the way
This ain't the lane to be merging with
In a big body
No suburban kids
Yuh
Let's hop up on this plane
Yo
I wanna fly away
Let's go
Go to a place they can't go
I ain't trippin
Cause I'm paid fasho
Don't get blindsided by the wealth
Money only holds value in good health
Always had to play the hand I was dealt
Was never really asked about how I felt
Fake friends for the clout
Fake hoes run their mouth
Aye
If she act up
Better back up
Baby don't trip
Just pack your stuff
I know it sucks
Yeah life is tough
Just swallow it down
Like a glass of nut
My life is crazy
Yeah it's nuts
To walk my shoes
It takes guts
I'm self made
No pay cuts
That shit you talk
Don't faze us
Got big drip
No QuikTrip
Don't need a chain
Just riches
Chasing after fame
Not bitches
Naw we ain't doing that
We staying true to rap
This beats a cue for that
Put on a beat
And the kid gone snap
Don't mean to end your nap
But know the best are back
I'll hang you on a rack
On the track
Quit the cap
Overlapped
Jimmy Neutron
Gotta blast
No time for the reminiscing
Bigger views like a premonition
That's a better vision
Man who we kidding
Check the coalition
Every person with me on a mission
Where's the competition
Give me my commission
Or the recognition
Everybody listen
Not about tradition
It's about positions
And I'm in they mentions
Center of attention
If you really listen
There'll be comprehension
Of the things I will do in my ascension
So don't ever question
Yeah bitch
Don't ever question
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Spears
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