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• Artiste: Babyface Ray
• Titre: Overtime
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Can't open the same door 'Cause the devil always anarchy I was drunk and high at the same time So she couldn't hear me talking I'm a pop star with a lot of bars Velvet hearts in my coffin And we always working overtime So there's no time for nothing You won't see us coming You won't see me coming Tilt my head to the sky (Sky high) I still believe in your eyes (Eyes) Who the hell is Carlo? We on top of this shit, it ain't nothin' Ace of spades in my cards, so you know we ain't bluffin' Concussions in my head since a youngin' Talkin' 'bout the Lord like it was somethin' Say she locked in with me, she don't really wanna leave Live a thug life, don't wanna die to notice me Fuck what a nigga say, I'm watchin' what they showin' me Fresh as hell, in this life, tend to know it's me Everybody can't go, you can't go with me Just to complement the links, it cost me forty-three We can't hit the venue 'til I get a party pack (Uh-uh) If the bitch a eight or better, she can go with me I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, yeah, nigga I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, nigga I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, yeah [Verse 2: Babyface Ray] Workin' 'round the clock, homies turned opps That's 1150, so be careful 'bout my pop Connected for forever, really, what's the drop? I'm handing P a cream soon as they let him out Had to wash my hands with the streets, niggas cops Paperwork party, niggas won't bring 'em up Got my hands on it, then we might grab the South North too, I might get confused, pick a route Bust a nut, bust another nut, kick her out Fuck up Neimans, fuck up Saks too, did a lot What you know 'bout steel? Goin' when it's hot Disrespect, disrespect him back, hit his top D is gettin' cold, I got to heat the six Fam worried 'bout my neph', shit, he be with me Did a world tour, scooped a lot of cheese New season, Human Made heart on my sleeve Won't see us coming No, you won't see me coming Tilt my head to the sky, sky high I still believe in Won't see us coming No, you won't see me coming On the top of this shit, it ain't nothin' She ain't wanna leave Say she locked in with me, she don't really wanna leave Live a thug life, don't wanna die to notice me Fuck what a nigga say, I'm watchin' what they showin' me Fresh as hell, in this life, tend to know it's me Everybody can't go, you can't go with me Just to complement the links, it cost me forty-three We can't hit the venue 'til I get a party pack (Uh-uh) If the bitch a eight or better, she can go with me I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, yeah, nigga I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, nigga I was workin' overtime and they ain't notice me, yeah