Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overtime, artist - NoCap. Album song Steel Human, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Overtime |
Coulda put a opp on camera, told my shooter, «Please record it» |
I buy it and wear it one time cause I remember I couldn’t afford it |
Nigga, my piss dirty right now |
All that fake shit ain’t my kind |
This shit didn’t happen over night I had to put in overtime |
Sippin' codeine to taste it |
Savin' my paper for cases |
I don’t care how the world see me, to my hood I’m great, yeah |
We had no luck, Andrew |
She let me fuck, thank you |
Two hoes, one me, guess that’s one thing I’d really say I’m into |
All my niggas in the streets, it left it hard for me to sleep |
My gun jammin' in my dreams when I be tryna kill the reaper |
Have you ever been all alone and you was still seein' people? |
I don’t know if it’s just me, I don’t know if it’s some demons |
I’m tryna yell in my dreams and don’t nobody hear me screamin' |
I talk to God in silence, I know he hear a nigga thinkin' |
I love Draco with all my heart, told him he no longer my partner |
You my brother, told Dion you gotta stop slangin' them choppas |
You gotta hustle |
Ayy, shootouts back to back in my hood, them bullets nameless |
And all them junkies want is a sheet, ain’t talkin' blankets |
Niggas die and the world act like it never happened |
Forget about you right after that Rest In Peace status |
Me and Ghetto got a bond that ain’t nobody got |
I hope my nigga get a bond when them bodies drop |
Through sign language at the dealership, maybe 'cause I don’t talk a lot |
Coulda put a opp on camera, told my shooter, «Please record it» |
I buy it and wear it one time cause I remember I couldn’t afford it |
Nigga, my piss dirty right now |
All that fake shit ain’t my kind |
This shit didn’t happen over night I had to put in overtime |
Sippin' codeine to taste it |
Savin' my paper for cases |
I don’t care how the world see me, to my hood I’m great, yeah |
We had no luck, Andrew |
She let me fuck, thank you |
Two hoes, one me, guess that’s one thing I’d really say I’m into |
Thought I was stuck in the hood, I made a way and gave my niggas hope |
Now I do shows out of town, I count my paper and give my niggas hoes |
Gave that bitch 200 dollars and she givin' me her soul |
How the hell he get out 3 times, and that nigga on parole? |
I’m just coolin with my slimes, the ones who knew to lock the code |
Nigga can’t fool me like you ridin', nigga was happy to see me go |
Nigga can’t fool me like you cryin', nigga was happy to see me joce |
I done seen way too many turned hoes |
Ain’t you the same nigga that was cuttin' up at my shows? |
Ain’t you the same nigga that was beggin' to go on the road with me? |
I talked to Mega yesterday, he kept stressin' that he missin' me |
He don’t even know I shed tears on the phone |
Dirty world that we live in, it made your soul turn to ice |
I wish Ceelo was livin' but he was gone before my eyes |
Why the fuck did I trust 'em, knew they was all tellin' lies? |
I’ma put this tape in and I’ma watch it all night |
Coulda put a opp on camera, told my shooter, «Please record it» |
I buy it and wear it one time cause I remember I couldn’t afford it |
Nigga, my piss dirty right now |
All that fake shit ain’t my kind |
This shit didn’t happen over night I had to put in overtime |
Sippin' codeine to taste it |
Savin' my paper for cases |
I don’t care how the world see me, to my hood I’m great, yeah |
We had no luck, Andrew |
She let me fuck, thank you |
Two hoes, one me, guess that’s one thing I’d really say I’m into |