Overtime v2

[Chorus] You can do everything right and they gon’ still judge Got millions in my bank account, I used to deal drugs This ain’t no Hollywood script, I hang wit' real thugs No longer knee deep in them trenches, but I’m still plug Ain't one of mines and you can die, bitch, catch a steel slug Knives in my back done turned me numb, so I don’t feel love And I had too much love for you, for me to hold a grudge I just feel bad 'cause shit'll never be the way it was [Verse 1] These bitches treat you like shit, you ain’t livin’ up to they standards Told that lil’ bitch to beat it, can’t fuck wit' Dirty Diana It’s evident that they hate us, they quick to kill us on camera Lil Stank like to drive fast, free my nigga out that slammer Feelin’ groovy off the X’, I dropped a four up in my Fanta, and now we rockin’ out We was just sellin’ Hannah Montana, Draco wit’ a K clip Ayy, pull up on the opps and go bananas It’s a warzone, all you hear is shots up on that scanner Always one up top, bitch, I be wit’ them pistol blammers Them tools gon’ fix a problem, like Thor we grippin’ them hammers Thought he was hard-body, we turned that boy to a dancer Mama’s like, “Lord why?” and they still waiting for answers I asked him the same thing, when I lost my grandma to cancer No point in going to school, they feed us with propaganda Christmas was disappointin’, we never believed in Santa Come from nothin’, now we want those finer things and a blammer [Chorus] You can do everything right and they gon’ still judge Got millions in my bank account, I used to deal drugs This ain’t no Hollywood script, I hang wit' real thugs No longer knee deep in them trenches, but I’m still plug Ain't one of mines and you can die, bitch, catch a steel slug Knives in my back done turned me numb, so I don’t feel love And I had too much love for you, for me to hold a grudge I just feel bad 'cause shit'll never be the way it was [Verse 2] Always had my own agenda and that kept my mama trippin' Them gut feelings always right, so I just trust my intuition They said give up on your dreams, something told me not to listen It's like I had to make it happen, that's what kept me optimistic Bitch, I put in overtime for this brand new watch to glisten I took over, made a name, and barely any props was given Too rich for the rappin' beefs, so tell 'em boys to stop the dissin' Bro, just sit back and observe, this shit ain't no competition Can't just walk through Evergreen, nigga, you need our permission At fifteen, they took my homie, so it's fuck the opposition Every time I'm in the city, I go pay my block a visit Still ten toes up in the hood, foenem said the opps was slippin’ A hothead on that corner, I think they knew not to risk it Plus, I keep a Nina on me, bitch this Glock could get to spittin’ My son can’t hear that story, like that your pops was slippin’ They slid through for like a week, but it’s like all them shots was missin’ [Chorus] You can do everything right and they gon’ still judge Got millions in my bank account, I used to deal drugs This ain’t no Hollywood script, I hang wit' real thugs No longer knee deep in them trenches, but I’m still plug Ain't one of mines and you can die, bitch, catch a steel slug Knives in my back done turned me numb, so I don’t feel love And I had too much love for you, for me to hold a grudge I just feel bad 'cause shit'll never be the way it was [Outro] I just feel like, if you make it out them trenches, you one of a kind Don't too many people do this shit man When I was comin' up, and I was on my way to the top, everybody doubted me, ain't nobody believed in me, but I believed in me I stayed through that shit, I pushed through that shit, I made it through the storm, now we shinin' For everybody out there, chase your dreams and stay on your grind, forever You can do everything right and they gon’ still judge Got millions in my bank account, I used to deal drugs This ain’t no Hollywood script, I hang wit' real thugs No longer knee deep in them trenches, but I’m still plug Ain't one of mines and you can die, bitch, catch a steel slug Knives in my back turned me numb, so I don’t feel love And I had too much love for you, for me to hold a grudge I just feel bad 'cause shit'll never be the way it was (Way it was) (Way it was, way it was)