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Outta Mind by Elijah the Boy Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2018

[Chrous]
I ask God where do I go
I've been on my own
I'm outta my mind
I'm outta my soul
They tryna take away
All that own
All of my brrrr
All of my phone
I lay low yeah
Shawty throw it back like woah yeah yeah
Get too close yeah all my niggas on go yeah yeah
I don't fold yeah my heart way too cold yeah yeah
I'm on row yeah goddamn I'm on row yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
That's that forty, that girl not my shawty
She be on me why you never call me
She love codeine make her feel alive
I'm so sleep deprived, I cannot decide woah!
Blowing up but I don't wanna be famous
That shit don't look entertaining
She fell in love then she called me the greatest
We're on two different pages
How can you love me, when I'm feeling hated?
I can feel it in your cadence
Everything I say is statement
I'm getting way too impatience ooh, yeah
[Bridge]
I'm outta my mind, I'm outta my soul (outta my soul yeah yeah)
I'm outta my mind, I'm outta my soul (outta my soul yeah yeah)
I'm outta my mind, I'm outta my soul, outta my soul, outta my

[Chorus]
I ask God where do I go
I've been on my own
I'm outta my mind
I'm outta my soul
They tryna take away
All that own
All of my brrrr
All of my phone
I lay low yeah
Shawty throw it back like woah yeah yeah
Get too close yeah all my niggas on go yeah yeah
I don't fold yeah my heart way too cold yeah yeah
I'm on row yeah goddamn I'm on row yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 2]
I ask the lord won't you pray for me
I got some demons that won't get away from me
I got some blessings that they tryna take from me
My life ain't safe with me
My life ain't safe with me
I don't wanna die too young
All my niggas on the run
45 that's a gun, hope that thing don't sprung
I cannot get off the road (get off the road)
Plotting but I never know (I never know)
I had to switch up the flow (switch up the flow)
They tryna come for my soul
[Chorus]
I ask God where do I go
I've been on my own
I'm outta my mind
I'm outta my soul
They tryna take away
All that own
All of my brrrr
All of my phone
I lay low yeah
Shawty throw it back like woah yeah yeah
Get too close yeah all my niggas on go yeah yeah
I don't fold yeah my heart way too cold yeah yeah
I'm on row goddamn I'm on row yeah yeah yeah