"Overtime" lyrics
(feat. Beeda Weeda)
Man, I work that
Man, we work that
Beeda Weeda
Yeah, OT, OT
If you're pushin' P, pushin' P
Yeah, OT, OT
Broke through the poverty
Why would I turn the other way?
Wide receiver when they throw the bundle in my arms, aye
It's cradle to the grave, nigga, NBA
And if they ever on my trail, then it's GTA
I'm sitting marvelously on a couple stacks
They think they know a part of me
But I'm the type that's
OT, you feel me
I work that overtime, oh yeah, I'mma get mine
Overtime, overtime
Aye, let's get it, I
I have it all with me
I flip that, ain't no time to play
I get in, I get out
I don't hold it for long
When I'm up, then I'm up
And I'm spreading it out
I been riding with some real ones, uahh
And they always passing me keys
I gotta keep my ears open to the streets
I got a big ol' family tree
So when I bag back, know it's a holiday day
Cuz I be getting it every day
HR out to get ya
Under the table stacking my chips
So I double or triple
Alkaline in me, it's good for my temple
You better not quit or you'll never stay humble, I
Broke through the poverty
Why would I turn the other way?
Wide receiver when they throw the bundle in my temple
It's cradle to the grave, nigga, NBA
And if they ever on my trail, then it's GTA
I'm sitting marvelously on a couple stacks
They think they know a part of me
But I'm the type that's
OT, you feel me
I work that overtime, oh yeah, I'mma get mine
Overtime, overtime
Aye, let's get it, I
Overtime, man, overtime, I'mma get mine
Marathon, not a race, headed for the finish line
Gotta finish grind before you see the shine
I'm a different breed, I'm a different kind
Overdrive, gotta hold your pride
Had to go provide, feeling so alive
See you later, baby, no goodbyes
Paper chasing, so you know the vibes
Time moving, can't hold the line
OT, going OT with it on me
Keeping open eyes
Been down, I done been up
I embrace flaws, wearing no disguise
Live truth, hand to skip youth
Had to regroup, had to grow fast
Wide receiver, tell 'em throw pass
Blow me off till I blow past
No handout, got my own bag
Got my own brand, got my own swag
Hard work, never no lag
A1, never no trash
Pro time, bet I go grind
Bet I go strong, bet I go fast
Bet I won't lose, but I will win
Bet I won't move and I won't crash, ugh
Broke through the poverty
Why would I turn the other way?
Wide receiver when they throw the bundle in my temple
It's cradle to the grave, nigga, NBA
And if they ever on my trail, then it's GTA
I'm sitting marvelously on a couple stacks
They think they know a part of me
But I'm the type that's
OT, you feel me
I work that overtime, oh yeah, I'mma get mine
Overtime, overtime
Aye, let's get it, I
Man, we work that
Beeda Weeda
Yeah, OT, OT
If you're pushin' P, pushin' P
Yeah, OT, OT
Broke through the poverty
Why would I turn the other way?
Wide receiver when they throw the bundle in my arms, aye
It's cradle to the grave, nigga, NBA
And if they ever on my trail, then it's GTA
I'm sitting marvelously on a couple stacks
They think they know a part of me
But I'm the type that's
OT, you feel me
I work that overtime, oh yeah, I'mma get mine
Overtime, overtime
Aye, let's get it, I
I have it all with me
I flip that, ain't no time to play
I get in, I get out
I don't hold it for long
When I'm up, then I'm up
And I'm spreading it out
I been riding with some real ones, uahh
And they always passing me keys
I gotta keep my ears open to the streets
I got a big ol' family tree
So when I bag back, know it's a holiday day
Cuz I be getting it every day
HR out to get ya
Under the table stacking my chips
So I double or triple
Alkaline in me, it's good for my temple
You better not quit or you'll never stay humble, I
Broke through the poverty
Why would I turn the other way?
Wide receiver when they throw the bundle in my temple
It's cradle to the grave, nigga, NBA
And if they ever on my trail, then it's GTA
I'm sitting marvelously on a couple stacks
They think they know a part of me
But I'm the type that's
OT, you feel me
I work that overtime, oh yeah, I'mma get mine
Overtime, overtime
Aye, let's get it, I
Overtime, man, overtime, I'mma get mine
Marathon, not a race, headed for the finish line
Gotta finish grind before you see the shine
I'm a different breed, I'm a different kind
Overdrive, gotta hold your pride
Had to go provide, feeling so alive
See you later, baby, no goodbyes
Paper chasing, so you know the vibes
Time moving, can't hold the line
OT, going OT with it on me
Keeping open eyes
Been down, I done been up
I embrace flaws, wearing no disguise
Live truth, hand to skip youth
Had to regroup, had to grow fast
Wide receiver, tell 'em throw pass
Blow me off till I blow past
No handout, got my own bag
Got my own brand, got my own swag
Hard work, never no lag
A1, never no trash
Pro time, bet I go grind
Bet I go strong, bet I go fast
Bet I won't lose, but I will win
Bet I won't move and I won't crash, ugh
Broke through the poverty
Why would I turn the other way?
Wide receiver when they throw the bundle in my temple
It's cradle to the grave, nigga, NBA
And if they ever on my trail, then it's GTA
I'm sitting marvelously on a couple stacks
They think they know a part of me
But I'm the type that's
OT, you feel me
I work that overtime, oh yeah, I'mma get mine
Overtime, overtime
Aye, let's get it, I
