Over You Lyrics

Think my heart is in my gut, don't know what im 'pose to do

Never get a happy ending when you're in the story too

And now I feel some type of way, I hit the stu to tell the truth

Like i'm emo you was just a phase i'm getting over you

All this stress strapped to me like a backpack

Take control of me, no I couldn't let you have that

Smoking too much weed I roll a wood and take a fat nap

Make a fool of me? Told lil shorty gotta clap back, gotta clap back

Bitch it's RMRP no we ain't 'gon talk about no rap cap

Got a girl she from the island, no surgery but her ass fat

Thought that you was 'gon swindle me, and run off with a big bag?

Knew that you was 'gon lie to me, had to get your friends to come back that

Leave you spinning like some rollerblades, so dizzy you can't hear

Fuck the rink and all those kids I ditched them losers freshman year

I'm 'gon be the man, that's what I am, I hope I made it clear

You live in the past, that's really bad for you, I shed a tear

My peers tell me i'm a winner

But for all of this success I had to be a sinner

Long cold nights off the drugs skipping dinner

Had to sober up, take control, bitch forget her

Had to find my center

2016 failing school, ain't know if I was 'gon make it out

Bought a vic, one thousand cash, link with the gang 'gon take it out

Suffered lots of trauma in my past but now i'm breaking out

You can see the difference, ain't no competition they faking now

I need to find my balance

But you did the damage

All these girls be acting

And you leave the fastest

I was 21 up a hundred grand, I thought I knew it all

You a funny one, yeah you looking dumb just waiting for my fall

When your life gets problematic know it's me that you 'gon call

Taking flights to GDL with all my diamonds ima ball

Think my heart is in my gut, don't know what im 'pose to do

Never get a happy ending when you're in the story too

And now I feel some type of way, I hit the stu to tell the truth

Like i'm emo you was just a phase i'm getting over you

All this stress strapped to me like a backpack

Take control of me, no I couldn't let you have that

Smoking too much weed I roll a wood and take a fat nap

Make a fool of me? Told lil shorty gotta clap back, gotta clap back