Over It

I do what I want while you probably go do a ton
I'm over doing dumb shit stick to playing games to keep me calm
See what I realized is what I want will never come
Until I did enough hours to actually equate to something
See I ain't like these other niggas with the flashy clothes designer shoes I told myself just stick to what make Venice you
Truth be told I'm a diamond in the rough I'm a lesson to the people in the comments acting tough
Oh bout arrogance I know she was my favorite slut
Used to drown me in despair but oddly couldn't get enough
Broke up and ain't give a fuck caught me cheating getting bucks
Laughing with the homies like shit fuck is wrong with her
There's a lesson to be learned live your life with no concern
Put back good into the world and see what come back in return
I mean I really grew up in a household that was strict
But the expectations from the world alone I'm over it

I'm over it expectations in the world just make a nigga stomach sick
I'mma do what's best for me and I don't need permission slips
I don't care bout folks opinion what I make is subtle hits
I'm over it expectations in the world just make a nigga stomach sick
I'mma do what's best for me and I don't need permission slips
I don't care bout folks opinion what I make is subtle hits

What does my day to day consist of the 9 to 5 grind while I try to get my racks up
My kid is getting older so I know she gone need more stuff
A bully to these beats I'm on so verses seem to come tough
Speaking of tough I'm built for times like those
Decided to grind instead of me drowning in woes
Bring life to Vision by me accomplishing goals
I'm good with my woman so ain't no scouting for hoes
These niggas they fold when trends start to unfold
Y'all dissing on God that shit is quite mighty bold
I pray I stay loyal blessed with salvation to hold
Above and beyond I'm really here breaking the mold go

I'm over it expectations in the world just make a nigga stomach sick
I'mma do what's best for me and I don't need permission slips
I don't care bout folks opinion what I make is subtle hits
I'm over it expectations in the world just make a nigga stomach sick
I'mma do what's best for me and I don't need permission slips
I don't care bout folks opinion what I make is subtle hits



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Writer(s): Dominique Sims
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