Englewood B.U. - Overcome

For you, for you, for you, for you, for yooouu
yooouuu, ouuuuu, ouuuuu
I made it, for you, for you, for you, and you and you
I'ma open book today, read it and weep
Why judge me by my cover, open up and just see
I ain't at peace with myself
I had thoughts puttin' that piece to myself, thoughts I couldn't keep to myself, Bunch
It ain't easy to say, feel like I'm drownin', feel like they keep me at bay
Why they keep me around if they gone keep bein' this way
I let that shit go on for too long, true colors reveal themselves now I see what you on
It hurt the soul dearly, really, we were family, feel me
Been friends so long, thought we were cousins in elementary
Clean off you sent me like we were in London
"Off you go!" Just sendin' me off some more, like
That shit is OV like Preach and Cochise
Time really fly in Englewood Cooley High
Sometimes it's so hard to say goodbye
Friends and enemies, it's either them or me
"Why you wanna off--?" Aye G, I'm gettin' to that nigga
All my life, I felt like a sit in the back nigga
What the fuck you know about feelin' like that nigga
Everybody like you Bunch, that's what it seem to me
Everything that you invited to, it seem free to me
Niggas want you around and you lighten the mood
Plus you live what you rap about and write in them views
Me? I get an inch, for you? Miles they goin' through
I know you know it bro, and I can talk to you like this because you know you bro
My mans, 100 grands wouldn't want me to end it all
So I thought I talk to you if there's no tomorrow
Man yo ass tweakin' folks, Like G, what the fuck bro
Stop talkin' to me bout this lame ass shit
You ungrateful, goofy bitch or maybe I'm just not prepared
To talk about some goofy shit like I'm some mothafuckin' square
You so mothafuckin' blessed nigga, you just unaware
Since you my nigga, fuck it, let's peel back a layer
Fuck them goofy niggas, that be on my dick
I only fuck with real niggas that be on they shit
Niggas who know who they are, niggas who know who they is
Cause everything else just external
Now I never been suicidal, but surely depressed
You know all I know is lost, I can hardly catch my breath
I'm sorry how I came on, I know I tweaked
But the way you talk about the future is so bleak
Like, you ain't got, opportunities, resources, access
You care about the niggas round yo mothafuckin' address, nigga you backwards
And not to gaslight, make light of your problems
But I had like, 4 niggas fall just this autumn, but you know
But I'm glad we talkin' and I, I never could say the, the rights things
But I'm always down to listen bro and like, shit cause like
You leave tomorrow, you gone pay for the funeral
You got that shit put up so OG 'nem, they ain't gotta sell shit for the burial folks
You gone do yo rounds, tell, ight bro, I love you man, just, just keep talkin' to me cause Like
I might not be the best muhfucka to talk to, so I'm just start listenin' bro

Written by:
Devante Barbee

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