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over time - damjonboi lyrics

[verse 1: ?]
n*gga
in the kitchen with that coco, smellin’ fabuloso
i was taking trips dolo, you was taking photos
enough to feed a hunnit n*ggas at [?] alley solo
if there’s one sh*t, pop em, [ice?] and [drayme?] ro’ ro’
up that petty five bands, you so disrespectful
you n*ggas broke, bacteria, and we spray disinfectant
i told some hoes it was over it’s time to get neglected
that shine touch, we go triple, cause we got a present
my n*gga got them extras hope your n*ggas grabbin’ stretchers
i’on even leave my block with all the known [?] (b*tch)
hey check me out b*tch listen here
now i can hear them bands pop and them same bands that get your friends popped
and b*tch, auntie bringin’ me all of her mans [?]
know i gotta stop this sh*t, my daddy in the feds now
on the other hand, i just pulled up on a hunnit close, f*ck the hood bruh i’m tryna put a hunnit up

[chorus]
n*ggas stressin’ boy i’m never stressin’
took a few losses but i learned a lesson
had some f*ck n*ggas switch but it was a blessin’
i can’t make no move without my weapon
all the time, n*gga, extra hours
money and respect, and the power
all the time, extra hours
money and respect n*gga, and the power
[verse 2: ?]
lil bro pulled up, we got straight to it
dropped that bag off, my baby runnin’ straight through it
who the f*ck is you? don’t answer that ’cause we don’t wanna know
your b*tch d*ck suckin’ cause she know i’m ’bout to blow
all my n*ggas ballin’ you ain’t make the list
bossed up and made a way, n*ggas hate that sh*t
i’m laid back but we get into some gangster sh*t
too much sauce droppin’ gang, we can’t pay for this
sent my dawg an email, yeah i had to bless him
your hoe sucked me on the first day, said i was special
put myself in a better situation
i leveled up but it was hard work, dedication
got some baby step*boys thats really with it
n*gga these hoes for everybody, why you in your feelings?
when i see em in the club, i get them bands tho
get your motherf*ckin’ money, that’s all i’m saying bro

[chorus]
n*ggas stressin’ boy i’m never stressin’
took a few losses but i learned a lesson
had some f*ck n*ggas switch but it was a blessin’
i can’t make no move without my weapon
all the time, n*gga, extra hours
money and respect, and the power
all the time, extra hours
money and respect n*gga, and the power
[verse 3: ?]
i put my last [?] hunnit in the trap
[?] had seventeen on me, i got seven fiends on me
i got [?] i got [?] i have for sale
ak hit his head, he’s lop side as h*ll
i will not lie we have e.a.r makin’ [?] l!ck our spaghetti
we get money, they envy us and jelly put on my giuseppi’s
i’ve been in here with [?]
hit the kitchen, blow that white up, you ready
imma step on that dough, put my drugs on that dope
read a b*tch like i know horoscope
black b*tch, white b*tch, scuba steve, [?]
i hit that shot when it’s important hoe
take em down before i ever seen [?]
i was f*ckin’ b*tches, money move our [?]’s on the road
this sh*t end my soul, real n*gga on my tombstone, get my groove on
[?]

- damjonboi lyrics

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