Over Now
YBN Nahmir, FatBoy SSE
Feel my drift, JB?
You become greater once you focus on what
You have to do for your life
You become greater once you perfect
Your craft to the T
You become great once you hustle hard
You're a winner
Speedin' in traffic, reflect on my actions
The city get high when it's cold
I don't feel it
Don't see me 'cause we gettin' money
We tucked off with bands in a mansion
I can't trust my friends and it hurt
These the same niggas that I did dirt with
No, these the samе niggas that I grew up with
Like, how you change on a
Young nigga so quick
But God showin' mе the light
So I can trust that
I always wanted the bands and
To just be famous
Makin' sure my people straight and
Ain't laid on no pavement
All I wanted was some peace and
That left me with some haters
But the time is finna change
My brothers down and I can't save 'em
I took the highways to the battle
I can't switch it up 'Member road-runnin'
Stuffin' gas inside a filtered cup
Now my life changed and I'm good
So I'm gon' live it up
I'ma pass the weed down to my gal
And she gon' bag it up
Foenem ride 'round with a Glizzy
With a hot round hear that gun sound and
Make everybody get down
I'm in T Town, first show
We rocked the whole crowd been a real nigga
Better watch how you talkin'
I'm a young nigga, I come from the mud
I come from the bottom
Meaning to tell me you can't hustle too?
We got the same twenty-four hours
We all gotta go hustle
I'm greater when I hustle
I'm greater when I know it's
Comin' from my heart
I'm a winner, you a winner, let's go get it
Let's win, let's hustle, let's be great
'Member when my dad was in
A shootout with police
By judgin' all my pictures
I don't think you know 'bout me
Was always taught good
So I kept that shit low-key
'Member mama sellin' pills
I started sellin' X and E
Lil' bitch, we really with it
Any means to get the bag
'Member school buses
Servin' junkies in the class
You can ask my nigga Lincoln
We had business movin' fast
Then they caught us with some pills and
Then they kicked us out the class
By the age of fourteen I
Was addicted to the life i did
(Shh) , back to (Shh)
But I ain't take that nigga life
I still gotta pay for my sins
But it's alright
I hope God take my soul when
I'm old and in the sky
I gave money to some niggas, now they hate
Ain't that a bitch?
How they switch up on the gang
Then go from clique to go to clique?
We know most of these lil' rappers
Never ever shot a stick
If they ever in a shootout
They'll never see the blitz
Today we are gathered here
To remember the past
We don't dwell on the past
We on to the future
We put the weight on our backs and go hard
We never gonna stop
We gon' look you in your face and tell you
We're not going to stop
We're going to keep going
With every bone, blood
Sweat and tears in our body
Written by: AARON ALEXANDER CHRISTIAN, NICHOLAS SIMMONS, TYRIQ THOMAS KIMBROUGHLyrics © Ultra Tunes, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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