Out Of Touch
I been easing my
I been easing my
I been easing my mind aye
Out of touch man
I'm outta touch and
I'm out of touch from this life (dang)
No one knows
So it goes
Life exposed
Sitting down and my mind explode
On the climb
I'm hard to find
Know that I'm chilling homie and I'm feeling fine
Emotions drained
I can't complain
Feel my pain
Flying up on my pretty plane
Laid down and woke up
Poured my thoughts in that cup
Tried to talk and say "what's up?"
Life been feeling outta touch
Knowing that I don't know much
Mind changed and I'm pulling the clutch
Feeling adrift from the rest
Spending a rack no less
Life done put me to the test
Knowing I'm doing my best
Gone away on my own
When I do I'm in the zone
No one's hitting my phone (hello?)
Emotions all in my dome (nevermind,fuck it)
I've dealt with depression
Looking back I learned my lesson
Music been taking away all the tension
ADD with no attention
Inspiring others would be the biggest of blessings
Staying scheming not to mention
Catalog and I'm building up my collection
Hooked to the game it's my latest obsession
Sick and tired of the bullshit
Depression make me wanna forfeit
Music help me always cope with it
All alone but they don't know it
Get rich or die tryin
I'll wait for my timing
Don't bitch just keep climbing
Shine bright like some diamonds
They think that I'm ballin
Music eats up my wallet
Hungry to win man I'm calling
Slave to the game man I'm crawling
I been feeling man, I been feeling alright
Reaching the pinnacle thinking I might
Hanging and playing my tracks at night
Waving the sounds got em' all in my sight
From rags to riches
I'm bagging bitches
I'm back in business
I'm back to reaching the highest of limits
Money isn't everything
Step on the stage and I sing
Pursuing my dreams I'm the king
Never seem to ever give a damn about the cream
Taking my happiness first
Destined to make it I'm dying of thirst
Top of my game and I don't even need to rehearse
Dead face in the bank
Turn up boutta crank
Pour up needa drank
420 keep it dank
Keep it real
Now you know the deal
Call me the dreamer playing the feel
This that food for thought, dawg I'm hungry for the meal
Countin' up and I'm counting up this dough
Hear me yo,man imma go and imma spit my flow
I been easing my
I been easing my mind aye
Out of touch man
I'm outta touch and
I'm out of touch from this life (dang)
No one knows
So it goes
Life exposed
Sitting down and my mind explode
On the climb
I'm hard to find
Know that I'm chilling homie and I'm feeling fine
Emotions drained
I can't complain
Feel my pain
Flying up on my pretty plane
Laid down and woke up
Poured my thoughts in that cup
Tried to talk and say "what's up?"
Life been feeling outta touch
Knowing that I don't know much
Mind changed and I'm pulling the clutch
Feeling adrift from the rest
Spending a rack no less
Life done put me to the test
Knowing I'm doing my best
Gone away on my own
When I do I'm in the zone
No one's hitting my phone (hello?)
Emotions all in my dome (nevermind,fuck it)
I've dealt with depression
Looking back I learned my lesson
Music been taking away all the tension
ADD with no attention
Inspiring others would be the biggest of blessings
Staying scheming not to mention
Catalog and I'm building up my collection
Hooked to the game it's my latest obsession
Sick and tired of the bullshit
Depression make me wanna forfeit
Music help me always cope with it
All alone but they don't know it
Get rich or die tryin
I'll wait for my timing
Don't bitch just keep climbing
Shine bright like some diamonds
They think that I'm ballin
Music eats up my wallet
Hungry to win man I'm calling
Slave to the game man I'm crawling
I been feeling man, I been feeling alright
Reaching the pinnacle thinking I might
Hanging and playing my tracks at night
Waving the sounds got em' all in my sight
From rags to riches
I'm bagging bitches
I'm back in business
I'm back to reaching the highest of limits
Money isn't everything
Step on the stage and I sing
Pursuing my dreams I'm the king
Never seem to ever give a damn about the cream
Taking my happiness first
Destined to make it I'm dying of thirst
Top of my game and I don't even need to rehearse
Dead face in the bank
Turn up boutta crank
Pour up needa drank
420 keep it dank
Keep it real
Now you know the deal
Call me the dreamer playing the feel
This that food for thought, dawg I'm hungry for the meal
Countin' up and I'm counting up this dough
Hear me yo,man imma go and imma spit my flow
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Landon Polizos, Tom Darling
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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