Over & Over (feat. Ebonique)

My mama just passed, rest in peace to her
Uh, I mean half the time she the reason
I ain't just mash on niggas in the first place
I see you snake slither
Fake niggas

Yo I'm that new kid on the block they spread rumors about
But I ain't doing for clout, grab my loot and be out
We was pandemic proof, birds was moving them south
And if your lips are still loose then we can shoot this shit out
Splurge on designer for the days we used to rock, pay less
With Baccarat Picasso, drop the top in Vegas
And I'm a surgeon with a steel weapon
Got an aura to make a bitch nigga feel threatened
Say less, whether it's St. Regis
Four seasons or Ritz, ain't lose sleep since
I lost that 30 Ps in a blitz
Seen the same thing that young Tony seen on a blimp
And tell the young homie swing for the fence
My shit is grim, I make the reaper flinch
Keep your bitch, I just come for the dollars
Even cents, skip town before you leave the stench
So press your luck, trying me can get risky
My mama cave save you, niggas is history

I've paid the price, taking time for granted
Spent most my life trying to understand it
Fell to my knees and I prayed for it
Over & over
Heart on my sleeves cause it's hard
Looking over my shoulder, it's so hard

Creating narratives I should've knew from the jump
No youse the punk, plus you ain't know what to do with them dumps
Look, I ain't never been a pushover
We go back like corduroy house shoes
Grapes, swishers, and purple kush
Dropped out of school, we ain't do this shit by the books
It was me, Boo, G Lee, Quis, and Jay
And Boo Tre eight's the only thing keeping us safe
And the hunger pains slowly eat us away
So picture a split screen, a youngin that pitched to fiends
To a nigga that complained bout keeping the dishes clean
See, I was kicking doors when you niggas was having chores
We was ducking Y.A., you had YMCA awards
Remember Honda accord, stashing work in the door panels
Single mother burn through WIC like scented-candles
So press your luck, trying me can get risky
My mama can't save, niggas is history

I've paid the price, taking time for granted
Spent most my life trying to understand it
Fell to my knees and I prayed for it over and over
Over and over
Hard on my sleeves for the time looking over my shoulder
So hard

My mama used to preach us patience
Especially when she fucked niggas
Now that she gone, I'm a corrupt nigga
You don't know what it's like to lose everything but your life
Trying me, not too bright, you sharp as a butter knife
And keep that same energy, don't try to reach out now
Think shit's sweet cause you heard I got that suite downtown
Look, it's on Airbnb, book it, I'll throw you the keys
Either you real or you fake, know that it's no in between
Same block I used to sling, now I pull up in this toy
Mad that I can't get him in a session with Hit-Boy
Acting like I owe him, like it's dough I should throw him

Everybody got they cup and put on the Moet we pouring
Yo press your luck, trying me can get risky
My mama can't save this time, niggas, is history