24.7 by Nocturnal Lyrics
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
[Verse 1]
It started off was writing rhymes just for myself
Therapeutic to feed my soul and mental health
Was never looking for feedback from someone else
Started writing these songs and screaming out for help
I would idolize these posters sitting on my wall
Hearing Eminem walk on water he lost it all
Remember Eminem talk to daughter he's off the wall
Now nobody defending him cause he can't evolve?
Now we disrespect him like he ain't a living legend
Do I want this for myself, start to second guess it
Too many thoughts up in my head and I can't express it
Losing sleep for weeks, cause I'm always stressing
Is this dream a reality, am I really destined?
Instead of reaching for heights, I'm always second guessing
And my dreams been a nightmare did I learn my lesson
Or do I look up to the lord then I count my blessings
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
[Verse 2]
Kid with ambition he's in the mirror wishing
He'd conquer all his goals like he New Edition
He's running from a curse like it's superstition
Gotta conquer his dreams, follow his intuition
Hip-Hops new edition, spitting writes in the kitchen
While his momma is bitching, for the fame he is itching
Except one thing he suffer from the paranoia
Second guessing himself, you know that will destroy ya
Stressing, chasing the pollo, while drinking Goya
And he's always in a rush like he's Tom Sawyer
Not wasting a minute his soul is in it
Fuck a record label signing independent, His flow is tremendous
Flowing with a vengeance, a different forensics
Lyrics cutting like syringes, this kid is a menace
Drove to work in a blizzard so a nigga could eat
If it wasn't for his girl, he'd be in the streets
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
[Verse 3]
So it's prayers to the most high, praying I go multi
Tied up like a bowtie, money lookin so dry
Broke nigga so i, strive for greatness
So hungry I can taste it, hate this, a disgrace shit...
Memories can't erase it, so chase this place within a place
With a tasteless rapist atheist
I made this for the ones reaching for the space ships
Who won't settle for a state shift
For the kids that have a dream
Don't know what failure means
The motive of the team, forming a new regime
Breaking through every seam, make it by any means
(Or else)
Fuck the haters they do anything to bring you down
When you hit the success you'll see they come around
Just call em a 6ix9ine them niggas fucken clowns
Just get it on your own, don't look for handouts
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
[Verse 1]
It started off was writing rhymes just for myself
Therapeutic to feed my soul and mental health
Was never looking for feedback from someone else
Started writing these songs and screaming out for help
I would idolize these posters sitting on my wall
Hearing Eminem walk on water he lost it all
Remember Eminem talk to daughter he's off the wall
Now nobody defending him cause he can't evolve?
Now we disrespect him like he ain't a living legend
Do I want this for myself, start to second guess it
Too many thoughts up in my head and I can't express it
Losing sleep for weeks, cause I'm always stressing
Is this dream a reality, am I really destined?
Instead of reaching for heights, I'm always second guessing
And my dreams been a nightmare did I learn my lesson
Or do I look up to the lord then I count my blessings
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
[Verse 2]
Kid with ambition he's in the mirror wishing
He'd conquer all his goals like he New Edition
He's running from a curse like it's superstition
Gotta conquer his dreams, follow his intuition
Hip-Hops new edition, spitting writes in the kitchen
While his momma is bitching, for the fame he is itching
Except one thing he suffer from the paranoia
Second guessing himself, you know that will destroy ya
Stressing, chasing the pollo, while drinking Goya
And he's always in a rush like he's Tom Sawyer
Not wasting a minute his soul is in it
Fuck a record label signing independent, His flow is tremendous
Flowing with a vengeance, a different forensics
Lyrics cutting like syringes, this kid is a menace
Drove to work in a blizzard so a nigga could eat
If it wasn't for his girl, he'd be in the streets
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
[Verse 3]
So it's prayers to the most high, praying I go multi
Tied up like a bowtie, money lookin so dry
Broke nigga so i, strive for greatness
So hungry I can taste it, hate this, a disgrace shit...
Memories can't erase it, so chase this place within a place
With a tasteless rapist atheist
I made this for the ones reaching for the space ships
Who won't settle for a state shift
For the kids that have a dream
Don't know what failure means
The motive of the team, forming a new regime
Breaking through every seam, make it by any means
(Or else)
Fuck the haters they do anything to bring you down
When you hit the success you'll see they come around
Just call em a 6ix9ine them niggas fucken clowns
Just get it on your own, don't look for handouts
[Chorus: Breana Marin]
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24.7 I been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by