Babyface Ray and Yung Lean - Overtime

Can't open the same door
'Cause the Devil always is knockin'
I was drunk and high at the same time
So she couldn't hear me talking
I'm a pop star with a lot of bars
Velvet hearts in my coffin
And we always working overtime
So there's no time for nothing
You won't see us coming
You won't see me coming
Tilt my head to the sky (sky high)
I still believe in your eyes (eyes)
(Who the hell is Carlo?)
We on top of this shit, it ain't nothin' (ain't nothin')
Ace of spades in my cards, so you know we ain't bluffin'
Concussions in my head since a youngin'
Talkin' 'bout the Lord like it was somethin'

Say she locked in with me, she don't really wanna leave
Live a thug life, don't wanna die to notice me
Fuck what nigga's say, I'm watchin' what they showin' me
Fresh as hell in this life, tend to know it's me
Everybody can't go, you can't go with me
Just to complement the links it cost me forty-three
We can't hit the venue 'til I get a party pack (uh-uh)
If the bitch a eight or better she can go with me
I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, ayy, nigga
I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, nigga
I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, yeah

Workin' 'round the clock, homies turned opps
That's 1150, so be careful 'bout my pop
Connected for forever, really, what's the drop?
I'm handin' P a cream soon as they let him out
Had to wash my hands with the streets, nigga's cops
Paperwork party, niggas won't bring 'em out
Got my hands on it, then we might grail the South
North too, I'ma get confused, pick a route
Bust a nut, bust another nut, kick her out
Fuck up Neiman's, fuck up Saks too, did a lot
What you know 'bout steel? Goin' when it's hot
Disrespect, disrespect him back, hit his top
D is gettin' cold, I got heater seats
Fam worried 'bout my neph', shit, he be with me
Did a world tour, scooped a lotta cheese
New season, Human Made heart on my sleeve

Won't see us comin'
No, you won't see me comin'
Tilt my head to the sky, sky high
I still believe in
Won't see us comin'
No, you won't see me comin'
On top of this shit it ain't nothin'
She ain't wanna leave

Locked in with me, she don't really wanna leave
Live a thug life, don't wanna die to notice me
Fuck what nigga's say, I'm watchin' what they showin' me
Fresh as hell in this life, tend to know it's me
Everybody can't go, you can't go with me
Just to complement the links it cost me forty-three
We can't hit the venue 'til I get a party pack (uh-uh)
If the bitch a eight or better she can go with me
I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, yeah, nigga
I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, nigga
I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, yeah (yeah)

Written by:
Carl-Mikael Goran Berlander, Carlo Coxen, Jonatan Leandoer Hastad, Marcellus Register

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