Crissy P - Over It

Everybody need a little love
I’m over it
Fuck these bitches
Get another one
I’m on shit
Don’t be acting cool we really not
I’m off it
Take the mask off and what you got
Not shit
I don’t mean interrupt no
Im in a rush
For these bucks
Like a backwood
How he keep it tucked
It ain’t luck
Really got it from the mud
Dust the dirt off my kicks
Never catch me with my feet up
Blow one bag get another reup
Cheffing in the kitchen
Really how I got my cheese up
Cold as winter so he keep a heater
Young shot caller
If they ask me
But I rather cool it
Keep my hands clean
Always hated
But they never passed me
On my grind like it’s plan b
Know these pussy bitches
And they mans be
Watch em get to running
Like a track meet
Know the smoke free
Ain’t no gas cheap
And I’m rolling deep
Never rolling sweets
It’s a wood talk
And that shit gone speak
Fuck my opps
Know I’m getting paid
How you leave the block
But you still a slave
Tell em kick rocks
Better go your way
Better slow your roll
You gone talk much
Better hold your weight
It’s mathematics
Word to Mos Def
Keep the cash adding
Know I die for my loved ones
Ain’t no price tag
Anybody put a dollar in me
Get it twice back
Everybody need a little love
I’m over it
Fuck these bitches
Get another one
I’m on shit
Don’t be acting cool we really not
I’m off it
Take the mask off and what you got
Not shit
I don’t mean interrupt no
Im in a rush
For these bucks
Like a backwood
How he keep it tucked
It ain’t luck
Really got it from the mud
Dust the dirt off my kicks
Never catch me with my feet up
Cus I’m in it for the bread
Know I gotta get ahead
If they getting in my way
Then I fill em up with lead
She a smart bitch
She gone give me head
Buss it over
Get to fucking
You already know the rest
Know I put it on the set
Remember times
I was depressed
Couldn’t make this shit connect
Had to go and find a link
Everything I ever own
All that shit is cause of me
Give a fuck about what you think
When I was low
Couldn’t even get a hand
Now I step out in this bitch
Like I’m the man
Always been a boss
Till the casket drop
Ima get the Guap
Never been the one to talk
If you ain’t self made
Can’t ever tell me how to walk
Everybody need a little love
I’m over it
Fuck these bitches
Get another one
I’m on shit
Don’t be acting cool we really not
I’m off it
Take the mask off and what you got
Not shit

Written by:
Christopher Hernandez-Paz

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