paroles de chanson Overtime - Mak11

I had to double up my hustle and my grind, yeah
I put in muscle it was tough up on my mind, yeah
Man I turned nothing into something from a sign, yeah
When shit gets rough then I just put in overtime, yeah
And all this happened over time
I was laughing to be kind
But I was sad on the inside
Oh, oh
I want cash until I die
Cause I got passion for this life
Don't get slashed up by this knife
Oh, whoa

They know I'm passionate
Love clothes, I showed em what fashion is
Bitch I'm on ya ass again
Might blow off your dome, at least half of it
Imma roll up the dope, then the gas get lit
You get thrown off the boat, if you ain't splashing kid
Uh-huh, lil bro the facts is in
No you won't get my vote, so don't ask for it, oh no
I'm half of a goat, and half a gorilla
No cap in these flows, I rap with no filler
It's packed at my shows, to the back of the building
They ask for the smoke, imma actually kill em
Like grass imma grow, not relaxing and chilling
Not after them hoes, I want racks to the ceiling
Been wrapping up bows, you know Mak been out dealing
Y'all ain't having no hope, cause you trapped in your feelings
I act like a villain cause life is a movie, IMAX
Really though I just be cooling, try that
I caught a vibe like a groove in some tire tracks
I'm in a mood off this Lilac
I caught an opp like a weasel
Shoulda chopped off his top like a vehicle
Got lots of the sauce like a good meal
On God imma boss and I'm too real
Couple shots of the Wok, I could still do a cartwheel

I had to double up my hustle and my grind, yeah
I put in muscle it was tough up on my mind, yeah
Man I turned nothing into something from a sign, yeah
When shit gets rough then I just put in overtime, yeah
And all this happened over time
I was laughing to be kind
But I was sad on the inside
Oh, oh
I want cash until I die
Cause I got passion for this life
Don't get slashed up by this knife
Oh, whoa