OVERTIME (feat. 100k)
We born from pain
I got racks to my name
Used to not have a thing
I spent racks on this chain
Stupid dog you make me look bad
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
In my jeans I got hundreds
In my bank I got racks
Niggas came up on some money
And they changed after that
If I can't trust'm
I can't love'm
It's just hate after that
If he up it
Then it's stuck there
It's gon bang after that
I don't love nobody but my gang
This some family shit
This ain't just some me shit
Not tryna hear that weak
My phone on DND shit
Not tryna hear you need shit
So bitch get the fuck out my face
We born from pain
I got racks to my name
Used to not have a thing
I spent racks on this chain
She want my name
She want everything
I can't give her a thing
I won't give her a thing
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
I got racks to my name
Used to not have a thing
I spent racks on this chain
Stupid dog you make me look bad
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
In my jeans I got hundreds
In my bank I got racks
Niggas came up on some money
And they changed after that
If I can't trust'm
I can't love'm
It's just hate after that
If he up it
Then it's stuck there
It's gon bang after that
I don't love nobody but my gang
This some family shit
This ain't just some me shit
Not tryna hear that weak
My phone on DND shit
Not tryna hear you need shit
So bitch get the fuck out my face
We born from pain
I got racks to my name
Used to not have a thing
I spent racks on this chain
She want my name
She want everything
I can't give her a thing
I won't give her a thing
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
Oh my I've been running overtime
Tote fye sending shots at ya side
Don't lie lil baby don't lie
Too fly to be around these broke boys
Credits
Writer(s): Kemari Mccants
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