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Yeat - Out Of My Hands Lyrics

Out Of My Hands Lyrics[Intro]
Yeah
Tell 'em, "Yeah"
Yeah

[Chorus]
Tell 'em, "Yeah" (Dollar bill)
Do I make you mad? Yeah (Do I?)
Yeah, sometimes I gotta ask, huh (Hey)
Am I just an asshole?
I guess I fell in love with losin' control
Yeah, a part of me is grown, a part of me is mad (Mad)
You done wastin' time, cuttin' off your tab (Tab)
I'm done playin' games, I'm done givin' jabs (Jabs)
Yeah, cuttin' off your tongue, put it on a slab (Slab)
What you think that you deserve is not what you have
I could ruin your whole life, make it super sad (Yeah)
I could tell you what you want, but it's always bad (Woo, ahh)
And I'm mostly bad, nine times out of ten (Ahh)
Tell 'em, "Top it off", I'm on a bad bend
You always wanna talk, I'm not even your friend
I'm not even anybody, I'm just a random man (Who?)
No, don't give too much power to me, 'cause it's all in my hands
And I could let it go, or I can watch it dance
On top of fire, in cold
I got no self control
I'm drivin' with no headlights on a dark road

[Verse]
I could talk shit for days, put you in your place
You all dazed and confused, with that look on your face
And number one rule, don't lie to me when you in my house
And number two rule, don't look at me, if you look you lost
I think I'm done with you, I don't wanna hear you through
You say, "It's more to life", the more you gain, you lose
I'll serve you bad news, but don't act all confused
Yeah, this is real life, I'm not talkin' 'bout no views

[Chorus]
Tell 'em, "Yeah" (Dollar bill)
Do I make you mad? Yeah (Do I?)
Yeah, sometimes I gotta ask, huh (Hey)
Am I just an asshole?
I guess I fell in love with losin' control
Yeah, a part of me is grown, a part of me is mad (Mad)
You done wastin' time, cuttin' off your tab (Tab)
I'm done playin' games, I'm done givin' jabs (Jabs)
Yeah, cuttin' off your tongue, put it on a slab (Slab)
What you think that you deserve is not what you have
I could ruin your whole life, make it super sad (Yeah)
I could tell you what you want, but it's always bad (Woo, ahh)
And I'm mostly bad, nine times out of ten (Ahh)
Tell 'em, "Top it off", I'm on a bad bend
You always wanna talk, I'm not even your friend
I'm not even anybody, I'm just a random man (Who?)
No, don't give too much power to me, 'cause it's all in my hands
And I could let it go, or I can watch it dance
On top of fire, in cold
I got no self control
I'm drivin' with no headlights on a dark road