Over & Over
I don't trust nobody but trust the process
They say I'm out of touch but trust me I'm really not
Not, not
'Cause it's all in my head
So I might as well ball 'fore I'm dead
Tell me who you gonna call when you scared
I think about it over and over again
I'm rolling something over and over again
I'm pouring something over and over again
I'm fucking something over and over again
Why
'Cause it hurt so bad
You hurt me bad baby
I'm talking bad to the bone
I'm mad I was wrong, I had to leave them habits alone
I'm in my bag baby
Like seven grams and your phone
No point in trying to change the past
It's all we have and we know
I had to reroute and be 'bout this fridge full of butter
They listen and love it, me I'm just a kid from the gutter
How could I leave out the devout sisters and brothers
I'm different because of the ones who didn't dip when I struggled
I don't trust nobody but trust the process
Out here trying to touch some money and make deposits
They say I'm out of touch but trust me I'm really not
I see through all the love and it's funny the way the lies hit
Am I trippin?
'Cause it's all in my head
So I might as well ball 'fore I'm dead
Tell me who you gonna call when you scared
I think about it over and over again
I'm rolling something over and over again
I'm pouring something over and over again
I'm fucking something over and over again
Why
'Cause it hurt so bad
I channeled all this pain that turned me to a beast
Got me walking a thin line but these shoes never crease
Cake full of success and I just need me a piece
And I'm forever making music 'til the day I'm deceased
'Cause I'm the one baby, aint no getting mistaken
I'm in these rappers nightmares like Freddy and Jason
Always ready for what's next I hate being complacent
Aint been the same since my bro died, my heart's been vacant
So I'm rolling these Backwoods over and over
Shot after shot hoping it gives me some closure
Wake up the next day just to do this shit over
Just in case you forgot, yeah it's Gringo and Koda
'Cause it's all in my head
So I might as well ball 'fore I'm dead
Tell me who you gonna call when you scared
I think about it over and over again
I'm rolling something over and over again
I'm pouring something over and over again
I'm fucking something over and over again
Why
'Cause it hurt so bad
They say I'm out of touch but trust me I'm really not
Not, not
'Cause it's all in my head
So I might as well ball 'fore I'm dead
Tell me who you gonna call when you scared
I think about it over and over again
I'm rolling something over and over again
I'm pouring something over and over again
I'm fucking something over and over again
Why
'Cause it hurt so bad
You hurt me bad baby
I'm talking bad to the bone
I'm mad I was wrong, I had to leave them habits alone
I'm in my bag baby
Like seven grams and your phone
No point in trying to change the past
It's all we have and we know
I had to reroute and be 'bout this fridge full of butter
They listen and love it, me I'm just a kid from the gutter
How could I leave out the devout sisters and brothers
I'm different because of the ones who didn't dip when I struggled
I don't trust nobody but trust the process
Out here trying to touch some money and make deposits
They say I'm out of touch but trust me I'm really not
I see through all the love and it's funny the way the lies hit
Am I trippin?
'Cause it's all in my head
So I might as well ball 'fore I'm dead
Tell me who you gonna call when you scared
I think about it over and over again
I'm rolling something over and over again
I'm pouring something over and over again
I'm fucking something over and over again
Why
'Cause it hurt so bad
I channeled all this pain that turned me to a beast
Got me walking a thin line but these shoes never crease
Cake full of success and I just need me a piece
And I'm forever making music 'til the day I'm deceased
'Cause I'm the one baby, aint no getting mistaken
I'm in these rappers nightmares like Freddy and Jason
Always ready for what's next I hate being complacent
Aint been the same since my bro died, my heart's been vacant
So I'm rolling these Backwoods over and over
Shot after shot hoping it gives me some closure
Wake up the next day just to do this shit over
Just in case you forgot, yeah it's Gringo and Koda
'Cause it's all in my head
So I might as well ball 'fore I'm dead
Tell me who you gonna call when you scared
I think about it over and over again
I'm rolling something over and over again
I'm pouring something over and over again
I'm fucking something over and over again
Why
'Cause it hurt so bad
Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Arterberry
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