Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overtime, artist - Big Sean.
Date of issue: 23.07.2019
Song language: English
Overtime |
Yeah, woah, woah |
I just been feeling like this all clicking, you know |
(Hitboy) |
Like it’s all working out, and I’m 'bout to work out, colossal |
BIG, look |
The universe been throwin' me all the signs except 'Stop it' (Stop) |
Niggas been plottin' on me, but here’s a plot twist |
I can’t throw fits no more unless it’s profits |
Lord, why you keep boxin' me in? |
'Cause I’m God’s gift? |
I might set my mic back up in the closet though |
Just to give myself that same feeling from '04 |
When my hunger was more, advice to you and yours |
They say it’s over for you, that’s when you go overboard, OK |
Shit, I didn’t take a break, my nigga, I broke |
Broke my heart, broke my soul, don’t cry for me though |
If you don’t break nothing down, then there’s no room to grow |
One mental block leads to another, shit is dominoes |
Mixtape Sean, but I’m in album mode |
Ooh, she give me praise, I love her angel face |
Ass so fat, she could work at TSA (Damn) |
I went to school at Cass, Aaliyah went to DSA a mile away |
Just let you know the type of kings and queens my city make |
And I’ll probably need a parade |
All the soldiers with me, this shit is like Green Beret |
So legendary, I’ma prolly need a day (June 29th) |
Forgot I already got one, be damned if I’m not one |
You talkin' 'bout the hottest in the city, most influential |
Rappin' ass niggas and I’m the top one |
Me and Em knocked down doors for ya’ll that was locked once |
I know they might never get me, I still put on for the city |
Like the Lions first round picked me, I ain’t been fuckin', I been too busy |
I got two phones, they both business |
I got fake ones tryna end me, I got real ones gon' defend me |
Like a fuckin' co-defendant, I got 'DonLife' on my pendant |
I’m conditioned to do the distance and I just set up the pensions |
Family sound like my intentions, been balancing trying to keep my company |
With the girls who wanna keep me company (Damn) |
You know, the ones who claim they over me |
But would much rather be under me |
It’s confident, I been through too much just to be done with me |
And you know that shit get stressful, right? |
Shit taxing, the same thing that got Wesley Snipe’d |
And you know how I’m rocking, rocking Elvis Presley white |
You know, highlight reel’in', all highlights like we’re sittin' on top of |
museum ceilings |
No more resisting, if you ain’t on my frequency you out of tune and not tuned in |
And break the unbreakable, escape the un-escapable |
'Til you push your fuckin' limits, you don’t even know what’s capable (No) |
Fuck that shit that you believe in, I believe in me (Me) |
Talkin' on they phones in PC like they off that PCP |
Bitch I spit that Eazy E, face to face SMACK DVD |
I don’t got no time for hanging out and all that etc |
Just cut the check, CTC, God-body my physique |
I could look inside your eyes and know exactly what you mean |
Fuck you mean? |
Energy the first language that I speak |
No facade, I belong in the Palace of Versailles with a queen by my side |
In this 'Hot Girl Summer' I’m just tryna find a wife |
Visualizing from every island that’s on Hawaii with my team on each side like |
With the last laugh like Kawhi |
And you know that you the one when you beat all the other odds |
I keep one for playin' it at home and the other one on swivel though |
Gotta keep 'em both 'cause the shit get way too pivotal |
All the work is analogue, all the payment digital |
When ten percent’ll flare up, I’m the one to be cool, since pre-school |
I know which ones that’s been rockin' with me, dog, since the prequel (Woah) |
Just be cool, I know your favorite one, dog, I’m 'bout to drop the sequel |
Nigga, this just the preview, Don |