Yung Trey - Out of Reach Lyrics

Uh ok
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Had a lot of shit to say
But I'm at the point, I don't really wanna fucking talk about it
I know that they gonna talk though, I never doubt it
Shorty know that she a dime, I'm the King of Diamonds
What the fuck, wait, shit
Ay fuck been going on, yeah the weather got em wilding
Shorty got another side to her, Miley Cyrus
This the time of year I like to fly out to the islands
Six figures showing on the dash, I ain't lying
I been stacking money so the numbers match the mileage
I remember how you used to act in the past
Try to come around now, you won't get acknowledged
Yeah
Barely slept, need a break for the week
I just wanna chill on the coast for the breeze
Never been afraid of the blood on the leaves
Gotta keep it G, like the belt around the waist
Rarely ever miss but I still make mistakes
I can tell a dead Presi looking at its' face
Tryna give my bruddas all the steps that it takes
Yeah
It's the Badboy, The Kid, living life like a bachelor
My new bitch, tell it up front and she back it up
Niggas thinking they can dodge shots in a Challenger
Show them who the fuck you is
Gold plaques for my whole team
Had to turn all my L's into Louie V
How you say we need space when I'm out of reach
How you say we need space when I'm out of reach
Yeah, uh, shit
How you say we need space when The Kid's out of reach
How you say we need, how you say we what
How you say we need space when I'm out of reach

Uh ok
Yeah uh
Yeah uh
Had a lot of shit to say
But I'm at the point, I don't really wanna fucking talk about it
I know that they gonna talk though, I never doubt it
Shorty know that she a dime, I'm the King of Diamonds
What the fuck, wait, shit
Ay fuck been going on, yeah the weather got em wilding
Shorty got another side to her, Miley Cyrus
This the time of year I like to fly out to the islands
Six figures showing on the dash, I ain't lying
I been stacking money so the numbers match the mileage
I remember how you used to act in the past
Try to come around now, you won't get acknowledged
Yeah
Barely slept, need a break for the week
I just wanna chill on the coast for the breeze
Never been afraid of the blood on the leaves
Gotta keep it G, like the belt around the waist
Rarely ever miss but I still make mistakes
I can tell a dead Presi looking at its' face
Tryna give my bruddas all the steps that it takes
Yeah
It's the Badboy, The Kid, living life like a bachelor
My new bitch, tell it up front and she back it up
Niggas thinking they can dodge shots in a Challenger
Show them who the fuck you is
Gold plaques for my whole team
Had to turn all my L's into Louie V
How you say we need space when I'm out of reach
How you say we need space when I'm out of reach
Yeah, uh, shit
How you say we need space when The Kid's out of reach
How you say we need, how you say we what
How you say we need space when I'm out of reach