"It's Over" lyrics
It was always love, remember that
Then you stabbed me in my heart and stabbed me in my back
You crossed that line so many times, it ain't no comin' back
You told the truth, and it went and hurt me, and I honor that
I couldn't function wit' the fact you really cut my throat
I had karma on my chest, my heart was yellin', "Nope"
I had murder on my mind, my friends was yellin', "Go"
But you my brother, if I kill you, I reap what I sow
(But it's over)
You really cut my throat
You did that shit behind my back, ain't even let me know
(But it's over)
You really broke my soul
You really crossed my fuckin' neck and ain't stick to the code
Now I'm out late night, tryna get some getback
Zay and Cho trailin' me, and Cojack in the other [?]
Told my mama, "Pray for me, yo' baby boy can die tonight"
Pulled up, blicky hittin', Cojack made that first right
Kill or be killed, boy, I really live that slum life
Posted on the block all day, this that bum life
Swear, they diss Bibby, now they bitch ass can't even come back
For the six, for the bricks, I swear to God, I'll give my whole life
Fuck this money, fuck these cars, fuck these clothes, fuck this fame
I'd give everything back for Trey D, fuck this chain
'Cause I'm feelin' suicidal like I'm goin' fuckin' insane
Poppin' out that cut wit' that .40, I got aim
Poppa, you a bitch, we beat yo' ass, made you get a gun
[?] at the range, graduation, we made you run
[?] closed since 2014, you been my son
All that sneakin' on lil' Bibby, we gon' pull up on the hunt
You hollerin' out, "Free the police," nigga, they need to free lil' Stunt
He was goin' crazy out here, niggas know that boy was a runt
And you know we put what's-his-name and what's-his-name inside that blunt
Smokin' Prosper and lil' Tay, both them niggas in my lungs
Fuck it, let me switch my flow up
2020, bitch, I'm finna go up
Perkies got me nauseous, I might throw up
Free JB in the county, eatin' cold cuts
(But it's over)
You really cut my throat
You did that shit behind my back, ain't even let me know
(But it's over)
You really broke my soul
You really crossed my fuckin' neck and ain't stick to the code
Now I'm out late night, tryna get some getback
Zay and Cho trailin' me, and Cojack in the other [?]
Told my mama, "Pray for me, yo' baby boy can die tonight"
Pulled up, blicky hittin', Cojack made that first right
(But it's over)
(But it's over)
(But it's over)
(But it's over)
Then you stabbed me in my heart and stabbed me in my back
You crossed that line so many times, it ain't no comin' back
You told the truth, and it went and hurt me, and I honor that
I couldn't function wit' the fact you really cut my throat
I had karma on my chest, my heart was yellin', "Nope"
I had murder on my mind, my friends was yellin', "Go"
But you my brother, if I kill you, I reap what I sow
(But it's over)
You really cut my throat
You did that shit behind my back, ain't even let me know
(But it's over)
You really broke my soul
You really crossed my fuckin' neck and ain't stick to the code
Now I'm out late night, tryna get some getback
Zay and Cho trailin' me, and Cojack in the other [?]
Told my mama, "Pray for me, yo' baby boy can die tonight"
Pulled up, blicky hittin', Cojack made that first right
Kill or be killed, boy, I really live that slum life
Posted on the block all day, this that bum life
Swear, they diss Bibby, now they bitch ass can't even come back
For the six, for the bricks, I swear to God, I'll give my whole life
Fuck this money, fuck these cars, fuck these clothes, fuck this fame
I'd give everything back for Trey D, fuck this chain
'Cause I'm feelin' suicidal like I'm goin' fuckin' insane
Poppin' out that cut wit' that .40, I got aim
Poppa, you a bitch, we beat yo' ass, made you get a gun
[?] at the range, graduation, we made you run
[?] closed since 2014, you been my son
All that sneakin' on lil' Bibby, we gon' pull up on the hunt
You hollerin' out, "Free the police," nigga, they need to free lil' Stunt
He was goin' crazy out here, niggas know that boy was a runt
And you know we put what's-his-name and what's-his-name inside that blunt
Smokin' Prosper and lil' Tay, both them niggas in my lungs
Fuck it, let me switch my flow up
2020, bitch, I'm finna go up
Perkies got me nauseous, I might throw up
Free JB in the county, eatin' cold cuts
(But it's over)
You really cut my throat
You did that shit behind my back, ain't even let me know
(But it's over)
You really broke my soul
You really crossed my fuckin' neck and ain't stick to the code
Now I'm out late night, tryna get some getback
Zay and Cho trailin' me, and Cojack in the other [?]
Told my mama, "Pray for me, yo' baby boy can die tonight"
Pulled up, blicky hittin', Cojack made that first right
(But it's over)
(But it's over)
(But it's over)
(But it's over)
