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Overdrive
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Chillinit
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I'm still young with a lot to learn We earn stripes the way we burn mics We turned life to something, we gots to earn I've seen best friends lost and turned To use drugs with a rock to burn Their life that was got me hurt 'Cause I'm 'bout to go across the world I got a property with stocks and firms But one problem, I lost my girl, it's not worth it You can probably tell I'm like Oliver Heldens When I drop, I'm in overdrive I own the mic, I'm stoned for life I'm non-stop when I drop This is hip hop, constant work, ah I had dreams when I dropped this verse From couch surfin' to concierge Had a dream I was never the same And then I walked down memory lane I was takin' a step back, makin' a setback I'mma get the money in a day off M caps I'mma get the cheese then a jetski Then in ten weeks, OD, seventeen, seen death, lad I went Usain with the pack of Jamaican kush And then I bolt to the dealer Then I went Bruce Wayne with the bat Got electrical wires and my voltage'd kill ya My pack's outta Amsterdam, I got the edible weed Man to man got incredible steez Man to man got incredible trees I got the steez by the billy like I'm Waltzing Matilda You can't find the fault in my skills, brah Medicare, bulk for the bills Still up with the sicker than sick lyricists Sicker than sick, I'm six-six-six, pop the wheels I got a brand new push bike, I don't wanna push white I don't wanna see what a jail cell looks like Why is it so bad to wanna be the good guy? Why is it so bad to get up out the hood life? Be real, my story might buzz We live within a f*cked-up world That loves to see youth to glorify drugs I did shows to four or five cunts Didn't make coin but shut down the set Then sold the whole tour in four or five months Now cunts all mad, they forty-five plus And they still doin' sets for four or five hunge Let me talk 'cause I got the wisdom Yeah, I love my life but I hate myself I'm a walking contradiction I stay call to the constant mission To provide a life for my day ones Yeah, I'm straight up, blazed up with the crops to spliff Because Chill's got a lot to live with And brudda, I don't wanna see my brudda with no pots to piss in Hands down, work 'til I'm rich Still got ounces, burnin' the spliff Mistakes get made, my brudda, it's all good Mistakes, they get made, so you learn from the shit Yeah, my last girl, yeah, I'd better not say Mistakes that got made, wanna murder the bitch But at the same time, we f*ck for good vibes Then baby, goodbye, I'mma swerve to the chick On a late night, but I don't do date nights Straight back to the hotel, play time Got her boyfriend all up on FaceTime (Ahh, f*ck off) Ayy, I can't feel ya I'mma smoke two blunts and get so high I don't wanna be a drug dealer But I still rock Nikes like Slowthai Kill me, tell 'em that I won't die 'Cause a MC got a buzz like blowfly So I just watch the time go by Ticker-tick-tock on a watch, you might blow mine Argh, money is stressin' me Pac told me, f*ck all my enemies Don't give a f*ck when I'm high You bruddas can't f*ck with my energy Hahahahahahaha The Octagon coming soon, baby If you know, you know Argh!
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