OVER

Everything done changed Pouring up a drink I'm never sober Finishing the blunt But I swear this shit ain't over I been sitting on the sofa I was thinking I should show her I was trying to reach the highest While she tried to bring me lower There ain't nothing that I owe her And that's something that I told her No more fucking with my head No more crying on my shoulder She don't know I got colder No this shit is not over So much space in the car Like I'm riding in a rover I've been getting exposure I got energy Solar I've been running with the gas Like I'm running off a motor Going straighter than a soldier Keeping my composure Colder than the winds in the middle of october Shit that's what I showed her Shit that's what I told her I was fucking with you then but now this shit is over Shit that's what I told her Shit that's what I told her I was fucking with you then but now this shit over Now this shit is Over Now that shit is over I know that she my ex but I know that I control her I close the door and go record While she still looking for closure I bought a chain and go and smoke And she still think we that closer Shit it's over And I don't care about it now Focus on the money Trying to count a hundred thousand Working on a album Don't know when it's coming out Shit going to take me to the top And I'm never coming down Not now I've been trying to get it sorted I been making my own sound Everyday that I'm recording I been making it important I don't care if you support it Because I'm faded off the marijuana that my homies had imported But according To you I've been doing too much snorting I been making so much music that I guess I can afford it Every morning I just wish that I could wake up in a foreign I'm ignoring All the fake bitches, see how they performing I couldn't give a fuck I couldn't give a fuck I was going slow so the speed is what I'm picking up You thought that I was giving up Well that's funny you should know that I don't give a fuck I got homies in the back, and we ain't splitting up We ain't tripping up Everyone I'm bringing up I ain't bringing anyone who thought I was giving up I just wanna live it up I just wanna live it up I just wanna live it I just wanna Mansion with a twenty foot ceiling I just wanna mention I don't care about your feelings I don't pay attention to your bitch, she is not appealing I just did a session Five tracks that I'm killing Fifty tabs that I'm dealing Fifty tracks that I'm killing I been acting like the villain But this shit is god-given But this shit is god-given I been making a decision I'm deciding that I wanna see the vision Pouring up a drink, I'm never sober Finishing the blunt But I swear this shit ain't over I was sitting on the sofa I was thinking I show her I was trying to reach the highest While she trying to bring me lower There ain't nothing that I owe her And that's something that I told her No more fucking with my head No more crying on my shoulder She don't know I got colder No this shit is not over So much space in the car Like I'm riding in a rover I've been getting exposure I got energy Solar I've been running with the gas Like I'm running off a motor Going straighter than a soldier Keeping my composure Colder than the winds in the middle of october Shit that's what I showed her Shit that's what I told her