Younga B, Marti McFli, Lex Lyon - Over Lyrics

On the run them demons after me
(Tryna shackle but no) catching me
Never yeah (slow up)
Uh yeah
Look
How dare niggas?
Feeling like they stars with no fame
City forgot about him like the bar with no name
From Brook Street everything gas like propane
The city where you rap played ball or sold cane (uh')
Can't wait to compromise can you fix it? (uh')
To bring Hartford up apart of my vision
Nigga listen since way back my niggas was getting figures
Been doing the XL since the center was called the Civic
How it sound akh?
No sound bites when we around cops
Pops was a DJ hit the... in the sound box
Well now I'm a rapper and I talk how the pound pop
Big dog barking since a pup in the pound akh
Niggas talking but they not really knowing my life (uh')
Life is a gamble I'm just rolling the dice (uh')
The plug up the tag I'm patrolling my price (uh')
The plug up the tab I'm controlling my price gang
On the run them demons after me
Tryna shackle but no catching me
Never slow up
All this doubt is starting to wear on me
But imma give this thing the last of me
Till it's over
Trouble all in the way aye
But we never slow up
Keep grinding move forward
Make them moves still it's over
We coming for what we want give a fuck what's fair
How many of my niggas goin up this year?
Toast to the gods glass up like cheers, 'cause
How many niggas tryna jump this year?
We coming for what we want give a fuck what's fair
How many niggas going up this year? (uh')
Toast to the gods glass up like cheers
'Cause how many niggas tryna jump this year? (uh')
I ain't nothing to play about
Hartford my city hell nigga I gotta make out (uh')
Make a lil nigga punch you in the face for clout
Then have all they lil niggas chase you out
Shoot shit nigga
I'm too old for banging out
I'm just tryna grease lil' shawty ain't no hanging out
I get money so you know I take the paper route
Never had to put no fuckin' money in my bank account gang!
On the run them demons after me
Tryna shackle but no catching me
Never slow up
All this doubt is starting to wear on me
But imma give this thing the last of me
Till it's over
Trouble all in the way aye
But we never slow up
Keep grinding move forward
Make them moves still it's over
Just let me know if you with me ooh yeah
I'm putting on for my city ooh yeah
Just let me know if you stand with me yeah
I'm putting on for my family yeah
Long nights
Broke times I'm drinking
Lost hope in thinking
About who's been using me
Eight-sixty my district
But the city been broken nobody linkin'
Just don't let it get in my way no no
I'm out here fighting my instincts
Just to survive when it's cold and
I'm who to decide when it's over
Soon as they notice we rollin'
Big body had to swerve on em'
I'm out here keeping composure
Big time I'm a soldier
Got a repertoire I'm a superstar
I'm the right one and I own shit
We going hard till it's over
Oh oh ohh

On the run them demons after me
(Tryna shackle but no) catching me
Never yeah (slow up)
Uh yeah
Look
How dare niggas?
Feeling like they stars with no fame
City forgot about him like the bar with no name
From Brook Street everything gas like propane
The city where you rap played ball or sold cane (uh')
Can't wait to compromise can you fix it? (uh')
To bring Hartford up apart of my vision
Nigga listen since way back my niggas was getting figures
Been doing the XL since the center was called the Civic
How it sound akh?
No sound bites when we around cops
Pops was a DJ hit the... in the sound box
Well now I'm a rapper and I talk how the pound pop
Big dog barking since a pup in the pound akh
Niggas talking but they not really knowing my life (uh')
Life is a gamble I'm just rolling the dice (uh')
The plug up the tag I'm patrolling my price (uh')
The plug up the tab I'm controlling my price gang
On the run them demons after me
Tryna shackle but no catching me
Never slow up
All this doubt is starting to wear on me
But imma give this thing the last of me
Till it's over
Trouble all in the way aye
But we never slow up
Keep grinding move forward
Make them moves still it's over
We coming for what we want give a fuck what's fair
How many of my niggas goin up this year?
Toast to the gods glass up like cheers, 'cause
How many niggas tryna jump this year?
We coming for what we want give a fuck what's fair
How many niggas going up this year? (uh')
Toast to the gods glass up like cheers
'Cause how many niggas tryna jump this year? (uh')
I ain't nothing to play about
Hartford my city hell nigga I gotta make out (uh')
Make a lil nigga punch you in the face for clout
Then have all they lil niggas chase you out
Shoot shit nigga
I'm too old for banging out
I'm just tryna grease lil' shawty ain't no hanging out
I get money so you know I take the paper route
Never had to put no fuckin' money in my bank account gang!
On the run them demons after me
Tryna shackle but no catching me
Never slow up
All this doubt is starting to wear on me
But imma give this thing the last of me
Till it's over
Trouble all in the way aye
But we never slow up
Keep grinding move forward
Make them moves still it's over
Just let me know if you with me ooh yeah
I'm putting on for my city ooh yeah
Just let me know if you stand with me yeah
I'm putting on for my family yeah
Long nights
Broke times I'm drinking
Lost hope in thinking
About who's been using me
Eight-sixty my district
But the city been broken nobody linkin'
Just don't let it get in my way no no
I'm out here fighting my instincts
Just to survive when it's cold and
I'm who to decide when it's over
Soon as they notice we rollin'
Big body had to swerve on em'
I'm out here keeping composure
Big time I'm a soldier
Got a repertoire I'm a superstar
I'm the right one and I own shit
We going hard till it's over
Oh oh ohh