GETTING OVER

Hawaii baby Aye Welcome to the land of the hate where it's colder I'm talking 'bout The Chi where mamas gon' cry 'Cause bullets fly by for a nigga 25 But, it get picked off by a kid in a stroller Sad yup, but it happens over and over She died and we barely felt pain Shit happens everyday where niggas hold K's and niggas shoot treys like they play for Villanova No one seen whole time I was focused Pull up on the scene. They was drunk. I was sober I used to have dreams pulling up in a Rover And now I got schemes pulling up as an owner I'm trying to get rack on racks I'm focused Plus, I got bills on bills I'm broken But, I don't complain about nothing. I'm chosen Plus, I get paid to rap. I'm getting over 'Bout time we got over over Living a dream like we s'posed to. Put my dreams on my shoulders Never let fear come hold ya 'Bout time we got over I use to bag groceries. Thought I told ya I ain't got no degree in my folder But, I get paid to rap. I'm getting over Shout out to my niggas getting over over Shout out to my niggas riding sober sober Get behind my promotion We don't do drugs. We sober Shout out to my niggas getting bolder, following your dreams Saying f*ck what they told ya Time gon' fly, so you better get on it Do it right now 'cause we only getting older No one seen whole time I was focused Pull up on the scene. They was drunk. I was sober I used to have dreams pulling up in a Rover And now I got schemes pulling up as an owner I'm trying to get mills on mills I'm focused Plus, I got bills on bills I'm broken But, I don't complain about nothing. I'm chosen Plus, I get paid to rap. I'm getting over 'Bout time we got over over Living a dream like we s'posed to. Put my dreams on my shoulders Never let fear come hold ya 'Bout time we got over I use to bag groceries. Thought I told ya I ain't got no degree in my folder But, I get paid to rap. I'm getting over Aye I get paid to rap. I'm getting over, over, over, over, over, over 'Bout time we got over over 'Bout time we got over over 'Bout time we got over over 'Bout time we got over over 'Bout time we got over over Shout out to my niggas getting over over Shout out to my niggas riding sober sober Get behind my promotion We don't do drugs. We sober Shout out the ones came before us They made the game. I trained to play Then, played the game and slayed the game I came from a gang of pain A cool nigga came through spitting major flame. That's on God Niggas can't slow me down. I'm on charge Niggas can't pull me down. I'm on mars I was ten years old when I wrote my first bars. That was back in the days Now, I'm trying to get bills on bills I'm focused Plus, I got bills on bills I'm broken But, I don't complain about nothing. I'm chosen Plus, I get paid to rap. I'm getting over 'Bout time we got over over Living a dream like we s'posed to. Put my dreams on my shoulders Never let fear come hold ya 'Bout time we got over I use to bag groceries. Thought I told ya I ain't got no degree in my folder But, I get paid to rap. I'm getting over