Out Of Sight

[Refrain] x2
Lately I feel out of sight, out of mind (Aye, Yah)
Outta outta outta sight, (Aye, Yah)
I feel like I'm about to fall, yeah yeah, yeah, (Aye, Yah)
Fall, yeah yeah, yeah (I'm about to fall)

[Chorus]
I'm thinking I'm out of my mind, yeah
But who's to say I'm not just doing fine, yeah
With all these fucking bitches out of line, yeah
Cause if the party out of pink toes thats a fine, yeah
You out of line, yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Ryan Cole]
Had to do it
Coming out with that Travis Scott flow, shout to Frank though
Oceans of potions but if I'm not rapping bout
Something important than what is the purpose
And what are materials but a material serving your status
But if you're not using them and just abusing them
Trying to clame worth from another bad habit

You gotta ton, like two though
See my eyes, their too low
This the first time I've been high since PCP was in my blunt though
Laced up, yeah I'm laced up
All the bitches got laced up
Now everybody gon' face up
The fuckboy's gon' get faced up

[Refrain] x2
Lately I feel out of sight, out of mind (Aye, Yah)
Outta outta outta sight, (Aye, Yah)
I feel like I'm about to fall, yeah yeah, yeah, (Aye, Yah)
Fall, yeah yeah, yeah (I'm about to fall)

[Verse 2: Ryan Cole & Davanté Watson]
Flow more than distorted, your mind contorted
Brain turned to porridge, Just right a borage
Born to ignorance, he is important

Bound to move the masses, more than tragic
Psychological, mindful tactics
Won't be fine mane, playing mind games
Yeah I'm done bitch, D' attack 'em

Out of my mind, out of the elements wrong which
I've been misspelling shit
Taking me out of what relevance they have been filling in
Never been feeling me, lack of this empathy, we could be chilling, cold as Everest, stick to the peek a boo you ain't never hearing, nothing that I'm speak on, spitting like it's Klingon
Where is the party at? Gimme a sip of that
Goodie goodie really, could he, burn it, mix it, with it
Would he take me high above the city?
Psychedelic steady tripping with me
Nasty flow I'm feeling on her titties
Gotta keep it gritty, gotta keep it popping, molly
Never mind let's keep it popping, lilly, lilly, really never sober
Though I try to tell them hold up, hold up

Lately I've been out of sight thinking I'm about to fall
Feeling trapped up in my mind thinking I'm about to crawl
Never stopping though I stall, ought of sight
I'm waiting by the phone tell me homie, when I'm lonely
Is it you that calls?
Thinking 'bout the end?
Living on the edge?

[Chorus] x2
I'm thinking I'm out of my mind, yeah
But who's to say I'm not just doing fine, yeah
With all these fucking bitches out of line, yeah
Cause if the party out of pink toes thats a fine, yeah
You out of line, yeah yeah

[Outro]
When all these fucking bitches out of line, yeah
Im [?] out of my mind, yeah