Brian O'Shea - Outta Control

Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gettin' tired of this shit, man
Huh
Uh huh
Ha
Yeah
Tell me how I put in all this work
And they still hatin' where I came from
You got hits?
Okay, name one
Everyone gon' say some
I'm workin' 'til the play done
Way too much at stake now
Been A1 since - okay
Day one, I gotta make a confession
I been losin' sleep, necessary concession
Too busy countin' cheese instead of countin' my blessings
On demon time
Might even go and bury the Reverend, yeah
Who gon' judge me?
At the top, it's only me
Got a rooftop view
And that's my cue to let the phony be
I see the way you movin'
And I tell 'em please stop phonin' me
It's really all my sons I gotta pack
And send 'em home with ease
Huh, yeah, oh, gah damn
I'm really, really outta control
I'm not playin'
I really feel this shit in my soul, I'm sayin'
Let me see if you can handle the cost of my plan, oh man
Yeah, yeah
What it cost?
Huh
A broken ego? I can handle that
Some time lost? I can handle that
If I can't reach you, I'ma handle that
Body anyone on any track
In fact
I gotta message for anyone who be with me or against me
I ain't stoppin' 'til me and my mama whippin' Bentleys
Heart on my sleeve
You know it's been there since you met me
So just know it's all love and I got plenty for you
Let's see it through
Take a week or two, time off
I'm often thinkin' 'bout the ways that we can fly off
But maybe it's best I stay grounded now
Keep my feet planted
Maybe see how things change if I'm not around, yeah
Now that's my ego catchin' up to me
Thought I left it in the past, now it's runnin' me
If I move on too fast, I'm left wonderin'
If maybe the best thing this whole time was right in front of me
Yeah, look
Part of me says, "I love you"
Part of me says, "fuck you"
Part of me don't even know if I trust you
So pardon me if you don't hear from me for a while
Probably back home fuckin' my - ooh
Crackin' a smile
You got intentions, none of 'em bad as mine
You see what I'm sayin' between the lines?
If I got your attention, give me your time
So I can outline all of my desires
Don't be surprised, hey
I need to be on top
I ain't gon' stop until I get it, man
Carryin' no more weight
Nah, it's too late
You had your minute, man
Give a fuck about your feelings, man
I'd rather be on a boat
Lookin' at me in the eyes?
Brother, you seein' a ghost
So get lost all with that bullshit
I'm ridin' around, no time for it
Don't try and go pull shit
Ain't worth losin' your life for it, yeah
Just listen close and you'll be fine
You got your way of doin' shit and I got mine

Written by:
BIlly Adams, Brian Roberts

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