Drew the MC - Over

Ah
Yeah
Buddah flexing
Inzwa
Shit I was in the hood
Stories told made me feel that old
Hair long like Selena gimme that gold
Pass the net no fish
I'm coping hoovers when her back blows
Swear I'm on some shit I'm cooking gas stoves
Light it up I tell you when it's
Over
This shit is over (Over)
Over
I tell you that it's over
Over
This shit is over (Over)
Over
Made it obvious, the strength of the mind
I'll take a cheque every time
Wave them hands side to side
There is grace on my kind
The embrace for all my kindred
I get all this bread you surely help me split it
Surely help me spend it
I'm splendid on records but I'm waiting for the passport stamp
Wherever I make waves like we at shore
Baby shoot your feet up
Started popping as a foetus
Come outside with all your hitters
But trust me when I tell you that it's
Over
This shit is over (Over)
Over
I tell you that it's over
Over
This shit is over (Over)
Over
Mr Uber man who the man driver mode I guess
Hooligan in the stands rivals hold a sec
I be rapping on these bitches
I be popping all these bitches
I go shopping for these bitches
Illogic in my head
Secondary feelings
Passive while I'm chilling
Try to hold it in
Hip hop a new King
No distorted grin I be gunning for the win
I've been curving all her friends coz it's
Over
This shit is over (Over)
Over
I tell you that it's over
Over
This shit is over (Over)
Over

Written by:
Andrew Hlupo

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