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overtime & overgrind - daemoney lyrics

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[intro]
high water
yeah, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy
top of the— alright
yeah, yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse]
top of the key, pop full of lean
i know that that’s your wife, but she a thot b*tch to me
i know that that’s a lot, but it’s not sh*t to me
bein’ broke ain’t never been an option for me
them labels callin’ in, they got options for me
yeah, these b*tches levi’s, but they come from gallery
n*ggas ain’t got no motion, he ain’t got no salary
i hit her when i was f*cked up, that sh*t sad to me
fly n*gga, high n*gga, feel like vince vega
i gotta run it up, buy lil’ sis a bentayga
honestly, i’m busted, man, them n*ggas wasn’t ablе
this rap sh*t save us, man, this sh*t was gettin’ dangerous
i’m a risk*takеr, i was a trip*taker
forever keep it gangsta, these n*ggas is fakin’
percocet takin’, i feel my heart achin’
i’m soarin’ in the mind, i’m like a freemason
you can’t make a band, i just spent that on some a’s
quick to shake the bag, you won’t even see my face
i’m wicked in that kitchen, turn a four into an eight
you wicked with them glizzys, turn a pistol to a drac’
[?][1:12], that’s two*fifty for some steaks
retired from the mall, used to hit that b*tch, you late
n*ggas hate the way i ball, i can see it in they face
you surprised by anything, you ain’t never had no pape’
i’m psyched for a reason, you ‘tired for a season
this was high school, boy, i’m a burner, you a reason
i ain’t hit your ho yet, she keep askin’ why i’m teasin’
pockets full of c*notes, call me blueface, bleed ’em
i don’t trip on much, got ’em thinkin’ i can see it
i don’t ask to hit, i might want it, i don’t need it
put that heat to your dome, now it’s curled up like peezy
send your n*gga back to you in a box like you jeezy
i’m the freshest n*gga that you know, man, be for real
five*hour flight to la, i just need a pill
i was on the hunt with my writer, it was me and deal
get it in like i’m tommy buns, but i’m sincere
world tour n*ggas in the club, better get near
all that playin’, we’ll get to up, then better get clear
i notice when you talkin’ real money, n*ggas get scared
notice when you touchin’ real money, n*ggas get weird
i locked in and turnt up, ballin’ like the bubble
they let me in the dome, man, these lil’ n*ggas in trouble
overtime then over grind, i stay workin’ a double
they say a n*gga school, i’m just workin’ on my hustle
humble n*gga, but flex hard, don’t need to show no muscle
humble n*gga, but flex hard, don’t need to show no muscle
overtime then over grind, i stay workin’ a double
n*gga

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