Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Reach Me , by - Gallo. Release date: 07.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Reach Me |
| Nuh nuh nuh nuh |
| Yeah |
| Really tryna take a leap of faith |
| As your piece of cake |
| You need peace and faith |
| To go lead the way |
| I dream awake |
| Feel the pain |
| Deal the break |
| Break the bank |
| And go and reel a dame |
| Like uh |
| I came through, yeah |
| Baby, we on Phase II |
| Same dudes |
| Same crew |
| Same broads came through |
| This time came new |
| What we doin' sound lame to ya? |
| Now we on beast shit, damn |
| With the Mach 5 speed shit |
| Get played overseas |
| Nah, seasick |
| With the game playing got me looking like a genius |
| Jesus |
| Uh |
| Tell me why |
| Tell me why |
| Tell my why I |
| Tell me why they tryna take away the shine from me |
| Tell me why |
| Tell me why |
| Tell my why I |
| Tell me why they tryna take away the shine from me |
| Uh |
| No sleep for the fourth night |
| Uh |
| We been at it for a fortnight |
| Bring a mic to a sword fight |
| 'Bout the fourth line |
| Hit him heavy, he gon' wake up in the fort’s light, sleeping |
| Uh |
| The whole globe got they eyes on me |
| I wrote ten Gs |
| I don’t buy bizene |
| Just so I can stumble tryna find my keys |
| I’m pushing 'bout a hundred on the I-93 |
| $.K.R.A.P on the line with the plug |
| Talking 'bout the cash and the stash and the last hit of bud |
| High for the praise for the one |
| But you can’t put a price on the lack of the love |
| Uh |
| Tell me why |
| Tell me why |
| Tell my why I |
| Tell me why they tryna take away the shine from me |
| Tell me why |
| Tell me why |
| Tell my why I |
| Tell me why they tryna take away the shine from me |
| Yeah |
| East coast |
| Team dope |
| Clean flows |
| Saucin' |
| Pre-rolled |
| Got three shows |
| Go beast mode |
| I got these hoes |
| Who won’t keep from flocking |
| Tons of these bitches been talking |
| Drinking til they getting nauseous |
| I’m on the clock so often |
| Turning the show to a moshpit |
| Y’all think I lost it? |
| Hold up and listen |
| Seem like you missing the vision |
| Woke up and started the busniess |
| I broke through like all of the limits |
| So show me the person who did it |
| A legend is something you never gon' be |
| So step up and try to compete |
| Just out like a G |
| I let you regret what you said but until then don’t make a peep |
| Tell me why |
| Tell me why |
| Tell my why I |
| Tell me why they tryna take away the shine from me |
| Tell me why |
| Tell me why |
| Tell my why I |
| Tell me why they tryna take away the shine from me |
| Uh |
| I’m bumping jazz while it’s overcast |
| Rolling grass, getting lifted like shoulder pass |
| Sharp shooting like it’s broken glass |
| Grinding what you chose to lack |
| Serve whatever up to me |
| I promise I’mma throw it back |
| Open that up |
| Flow is mad tough |
| The ones who on the road again, homie, that’s us |
| Phone is backed up |
| Tryna reach me, oh reach, please |
| Homie, back up |
| Get yo' show packed up |
| Now it’s all wrapped up (wrapped up, wrapped up) |