OverTime Hustle - Every Chain On (feat. 804 Nano & BozDaGoat)

Uh, Uh
Uh, Uh
Uh, Uh
Yea, aye
Oh Aitee
(Oh Aitee)
I heard these rap niggaz jus mad
Cause they ain't hot, nigga
Stunting with every chain on
That I got, nigga
And I heard your homeboy tryna plot, nigga
Yeah get him shot, nigga
I swear I'm living in a mother fucking city
Where opportunities slim
Your homeboy wanna play gangster
Then we gon shoot at him
Yeah, yeah
Nano emerged out the dirt, I got this shit out the bottom
Any opposition if we ain't rolled em
Nigga we done shot em
4Jo posted up on bang with bout 75 in that chopper
Looking for any reason to bang that bitch on one of your partners
Boy, I ain't never been a hoe
Who you looking to interact with
And I can bet on every dollar
In my account we gon clap shit
Nigga try to hoe me, please tell me
What you gon do
Put a hole in that bitch nigga
Big as a hula hoop
Got a nigga baby momma open
Doing the booty dew
And I got her fucking with the set
Nigga, she suu whoop
Steady trapping, hit 85
Nigga, we ripping rolling
Point that Draco sideways
It look like a semicolon
Hit her from the back like a motor in me
I'm hitting and holding
Momma I can't love you, I know that you're into whoring
I heard these rap niggaz jus mad
Cause they ain't hot, nigga
Stunting with every chain on
That I got, nigga
And I heard your homeboy tryna plot, nigga
Yeah get him shot, nigga
I swear I'm living in a mother fucking city
Where opportunities slim
Your homeboy wanna play gangster
Then we gon shoot at him
Yeah, yeah
Why they hating, why they mad
I'm from the bottom jus like you
A lot of nights I spent thugging
Try the gang and we bussing
Bout my money, ain't no tussling
30 Glock, I can't trust ya
100 shots, I'ma up it
Tryna put me down
They like crabs in a bucket
Think they wanna be me down
Drop them racks and I'm like fuck it
I ain't never hung with lames
I can give you free game
BozDaGoat and Nano
Where we from, they feel our pain
I heard these rap niggaz jus mad
Cause they ain't hot, nigga
Stunting with every chain on
That I got, nigga
And I heard your homeboy tryna plot, nigga
Yeah get him shot, nigga
I swear I'm living in a mother fucking city
Where opportunities slim
Your homeboy wanna play gangster
Then we gon shoot at him
Yeah, yeah
(Why they hating, why they mad)
(Point that Draco sideways, it look like a semicolon)

Written by:
Keith Morgan, Tony Clarke

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