Over by KHAWAJA Lyrics
HOOK
Way too many people here right now
That I didn't know last year. Who the fuck are y'all?
I swear it feels like the last few nights
I been everywhere and back but I don’t know at all
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can talk to me but I been in my duffy. Yah! Yah!
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can hate on me but imma keep on going. Yah! Yah!
VERSE 1 (KHAWAJA)
Grew up poor but the boy about to be rich
All my haters main girls always be my side chick
I just told my mama I’m gone get her duffy bags full
Full of new Saint Laurent. Oh that Saint Laurent
Told my daddy I’m gone pull up in a new jaguar
Rawring ass bitches always saying that I’m lying/lion
I ain’t been a cheetah mama raised a king I’m flying
Boy I’m staying real. Boy I’m staying real
Talking Royal rumble shit I’m coming in like a Gorilla
All my homies got them hits banana clips them killers
I’mma come through MJ
Shoot a three like Kobe
Every shot I make you never see it boy I’m fading
All the shit I did
All the shit I do
All these fuckboys hating
Ya they know they bitches too
Way too wild. Way too wild
She just like my smile. She just like my smile
HOOK
Way too many people here right now
That I didn't know last year. Who the fuck are y'all?
I swear it feels like the last few nights
I been everywhere and back but I don’t know at all
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can talk to me but I been in my duffy. Yah! Yah!
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can hate on me but imma keep on going. Yah! Yah!
VERSE 2 (JAY$EE)
Gettin money like a Carter
Man I need a whole lotta
Got the the drip no water
Bank account look larger
Cashed out on a mink
Gucci down to the feet
Backwood full of tree
Get me right where I need
Scraping the bowl
Fuck being poor
Ran up alone
Then put on my bros
Feel like ya father
Fuck on ya daughter
Fuck on ya daughter
Then pass to my brother
I was really in them streets
Niggas know who I be
Young nigga Jaysee
I was getting that cheese
Fuck ya girl on ease
Bad bitch like Eve
But money all I need
Imma do me till the end
Niggas switched on me
But I do not pretend
I need a million
Fore I go and cash a check
Niggas wanted me to fall
But I am blessed
HOOK
Way too many people here right now
That I didn't know last year. Who the fuck are y'all?
I swear it feels like the last few nights
I been everywhere and back but I don’t know at all
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can talk to me but I been in my duffy. Yah! Yah!
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can hate on me but imma keep on going. Yah! Yah!
OUTRO
Keep going. Yah! Yah! Yah!
Imma roll it! Yah! Yah! Yah!
All my homies know it! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!
Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!
Duffy bag full!
Duffy bag full!
Boy I’m Mary Poppins with a Duffy bag!
Boy I got a thing on me! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!
Way too many people here right now
That I didn't know last year. Who the fuck are y'all?
I swear it feels like the last few nights
I been everywhere and back but I don’t know at all
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can talk to me but I been in my duffy. Yah! Yah!
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can hate on me but imma keep on going. Yah! Yah!
VERSE 1 (KHAWAJA)
Grew up poor but the boy about to be rich
All my haters main girls always be my side chick
I just told my mama I’m gone get her duffy bags full
Full of new Saint Laurent. Oh that Saint Laurent
Told my daddy I’m gone pull up in a new jaguar
Rawring ass bitches always saying that I’m lying/lion
I ain’t been a cheetah mama raised a king I’m flying
Boy I’m staying real. Boy I’m staying real
Talking Royal rumble shit I’m coming in like a Gorilla
All my homies got them hits banana clips them killers
I’mma come through MJ
Shoot a three like Kobe
Every shot I make you never see it boy I’m fading
All the shit I did
All the shit I do
All these fuckboys hating
Ya they know they bitches too
Way too wild. Way too wild
She just like my smile. She just like my smile
HOOK
Way too many people here right now
That I didn't know last year. Who the fuck are y'all?
I swear it feels like the last few nights
I been everywhere and back but I don’t know at all
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can talk to me but I been in my duffy. Yah! Yah!
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can hate on me but imma keep on going. Yah! Yah!
VERSE 2 (JAY$EE)
Gettin money like a Carter
Man I need a whole lotta
Got the the drip no water
Bank account look larger
Cashed out on a mink
Gucci down to the feet
Backwood full of tree
Get me right where I need
Scraping the bowl
Fuck being poor
Ran up alone
Then put on my bros
Feel like ya father
Fuck on ya daughter
Fuck on ya daughter
Then pass to my brother
I was really in them streets
Niggas know who I be
Young nigga Jaysee
I was getting that cheese
Fuck ya girl on ease
Bad bitch like Eve
But money all I need
Imma do me till the end
Niggas switched on me
But I do not pretend
I need a million
Fore I go and cash a check
Niggas wanted me to fall
But I am blessed
HOOK
Way too many people here right now
That I didn't know last year. Who the fuck are y'all?
I swear it feels like the last few nights
I been everywhere and back but I don’t know at all
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can talk to me but I been in my duffy. Yah! Yah!
What am I doing? Bitch I’m doing me! YahYah!
You can hate on me but imma keep on going. Yah! Yah!
OUTRO
Keep going. Yah! Yah! Yah!
Imma roll it! Yah! Yah! Yah!
All my homies know it! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!
Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!
Duffy bag full!
Duffy bag full!
Boy I’m Mary Poppins with a Duffy bag!
Boy I got a thing on me! Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!