Outta Touch Songtext

Separate, separate, I always I'm out of touch

In the whip off the gas, bitch, I'm goin' off
Take a pic, I'm pullin' through, smokin' on exhaust
Limousine to the crib, feel like I'm a boss
Limousine to the crib, feel like I'm a boss
You talk a lot but you ain't really 'bout it
If I got some shit to do, before you know, I'm on it
[?], I'ma focus on my profit
In the function, never back, I'm movin' fast, I feel like Sonic, yeah
Got a couple plays, but I do not feel accomplished
Who care if people hatin'? I know soon they'll all be on it
Been workin' on my own, like, fuck any accomplice
All that little phony shit, I know I had it droppin'

Call my phone, call my phone, I won't pick it up
You in the mix, they in the mix, I ain't gettin' stuck
Got my money on my mind, I think I got too much
Separate, separate, I always I'm out of touch
Call my phone, call my phone, I won't pick it up You in the mix, they in the mix, I ain't gettin' stuck
Got my money on my mind, I think I got too much
Separate, separate, I always I'm out of touch