Over & Over ft. Ebonique Lyrics

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 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 and over

Over and over

Heart on my sleeves cause its hard looking over my shoulder

It's so hard

My mama used to preach us patience

Especially with you fuck 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