Over

Chorus:

So many nights i grind

Late in the morning time

Oh i can't go inside until it's over

I got a barn full of dimes (whole barn full)

And i got my nine (stressin' real shit here ya feel)

No i can't go inside until it's over (real spit man)

(hoo hoo hoo)

Verse 1:

Yo, '92 i'd be 12 years old

My mama had the '98 sittin' on the vogue

Lil' Guda showed me 28 grams in the "O"

Oh, 16 of them thangs to make a whole

They kill my nigga Hollywood outside the studio

I pour the liquor for my nigga blowing fruities tho

I can ease the pain, relax, release then let it go

But if i ever see them niggas i'ma let it go (let it go)

Shoot out the club, crucial, on some dumb shit

And that's what the fuck i call a crucial conflict

Rent late and my kids need some new shoes

This High Point, keep jammin', need a new a clue

Hate to say it but, i settled for a GED

When half these rappers ain't got diplomas on BET

I got a bench warrant, and 12 getting closer

I pray to Allah they don't run our boys all over

Chorus:

So many nights i grind (so many nights i)

Late in the morning time (late in the morning)

Oh i can't go inside until it's over (oh oh til it’s over yeah)

I got a barn full of dimes (barn full of dimes)

And i got my nine (got my nine)

No i can't go inside until it's over (oh oh til it’s All over)

(hoo hoo hoo)

Verse 2:

So many familiar artists starving like marvin

Eating that track like double stacks

Plus cheese, added mixed in with rap

Mathematiks, dark alleys, and addicts

Trap tactics, plastic automatics

Automatically turn pockets rapidly into rabid

Here is the score, children of the corn

Popped like kellogs, making a beating heart stop

Like an abortion, most of us was forced in

And the rest of ya’ll niggas, practicing gangster

Ask about the trap another night

That’s what i think

Chorus:

So many nights i grind (so many nights i)

Late in the morning time (late in the morning)

Oh i can't go inside until it's over (oh oh til it’s over yeah)

I got a barn full of dimes (barn full of dimes)

And i got my nine (got my nine)

No i can't go inside until it's over (oh oh til it’s All over)

(hoo hoo hoo)

Verse 3:

I can’t go inside, not until it’s over

Some of my partners died, their tears on my shoulder

A real stand up dude, this game cut tho

So i don’t want nobody ‘round Game but fo’

Got a barn full of dimes so i’m grinding hard

The money always on my mind so i’m grinding hard

It’s like it never ends, the game ain’t ever over

Hope when my barn gone, i’m still looking over my shoulder

//

Late night Hollywood row cooking four and and a half

Break down with dimes 50’s, 100’s fast

I been working with the work, J quit the trap

Short stop niggas lean with them candy ass

Tuesday morning roll blocks at my front door

Givin’ J’s cold knocks, so the hustle flow

Like Terrence Howard, got ‘em lined up like dominoes

And uncle Fred just can’t wait to test it tho

Chorus:

So many nights i grind (so many nights i)

Late in the morning time (late in the morning)

Oh i can't go inside until it's over (oh oh til it’s over yeah)

I got a barn full of dimes (barn full of dimes)

And i got my nine (got my nine)

No i can't go inside until it's over (oh oh til it’s All over)

(hoo hoo hoo)