Over Here

Yeaa, yeaa
Yeah
After party of a hell of a night
all the drinks, and the drugs, and the n*ggas who fight
We huddled up in a place, ... With no guns, with no knife ...

And the shordies so fine, but they bad b*tches
Keep the good things around ain't no side b*tches
And My faith taught me things, n*ggas can't understand
From the way that you move you n*ggas won't understand

Bring it over
Bring it over here
(Oh bring it over)
Maybe I just don't under.
Bring it over
Bring it over here
(Yea)
Drinks all night yea

Drinks all night, in and out of my sight
I don't got time for n*ggas who won't bite
B*tches Talk cheap, I need sum wit a price
Keep them thoughts to yourself
don't bring no pride
n*ggas wanna fight
Had my ego going down
Had to kill em wit the silence
these n*ggas play around
had to block out the noise
they be faking way too loud
only thing I put my ears is the way the music sound.
They said JIJI you a b*tch, (...) Never make a sound
never do not sh*t to make you proud
Trynna hit the booth, (...) what these n*ggas think you
Never gave a f*ck what these b*tches think of me
Hmm mm mm mmmm

Sometimes it hurts...
Sometimes it hurts, (...) when you just can't let go, ohhh, yeah
Ohhhh, yeah, ohhhh, ohhh ohhh

They try to turn a n*gga to a killer for real
I'm the type of n*gga to keep my feelings concealed
Smoke some weed that is strong, they're emotions can't feel
Can't change on daily you ain't know what is real
U wanna know what is real, for the truth I reveal
J Cole has voice to make these n*ggas wanna heal
I'm the real nigga who gon always keep it real
Yea I juss told a lie y'all cap what's the deal
Time has changed no more gender reveal
No more sticking to the nature, we were born to appeal
Business is cool, how the f*ck this passion feel
Only center who made the game was Shaquille O Neal yea

Bring it over
Bring it over here
Maybe I just don't under...