Текст песни Till It's Over - GQ

Till it's over
Waddup tho? Waddup?
Feel good to feel good, you know?
Khrysis
Safe travels to my niggas and shit, ya dig?
Ay
Rain falling I'm praying for those in thin garments
I do for my city and all of it's importance
Nothing new for the select few that's been on it
Rap album done and Gu' just threw a mix on it
I know to like, love it, probably my pitch on it
Not to mention let me drop a couple cliffs on it
That's bars nigga, I take it far as the trip you missing
Far as the ones I'm with I need for ya'll to stop and listen
For my pops, appreciate you, always dropping wisdom
Mama I love hope you know you mean a lot to Quentin
Asia the world to me I hope you never stop spinning
Give em a bouquet don't wait until they're not living
Today I thought about my potna' he ain't here no more
His son hurt from it, years later it's startin to show
I'm starting to go down memory lane come ride with me
Keep to myself but with this shit? I let you vibe with me
I'm still truckin like Dodge hit me to lend advise
A small world but not to those who know I'm big as life
You just OKC think you should leave it 'lone
I'm really good you just compete with cones, killing y'all
Wack niggas back home rapping, who think you on
You either dumb as fuck my nigga or to each his own
My flight said I'm back to NC to handle business
Show a Grammy to my family that would be tremendous
I feel it every day truthfully, what I got's official
I'm tryna drop an EP, president dropping missiles
America sinking, Raiders leaving, I'm here tweaking
Cheifing got me feeling like nerds, square vegan
Face known like bitches that's out every weekend
Don't say I'm dope, that's common sense like player's cheating
City 'bout to love me though, I think that's safe to say
Still ain't forgave em for the days they never looked my way
Connect dots the way it line ain't have to search for this
It ain't no handout though, don't act like I ain't work for this
Taqueria chips, parking lot, and Aaliyah hits
I get to heaven's door I just hope that the key'll twist
Back in 2-6, Denise will have me chillin' over
For pregame last shot hurt us like Villanovas
Boys to men from JET models to peeling posters
Word to[?] see she the reason I'm feeling closer
Yeah, feeling closer
I had a lot of preparation for this real exposure
Working like I want my bank account as real as Oprah's
Black Mamba, killer cobra until it's over
Yeah, til' its over