It's Over Lyrics

Stop playin'

One wrong move

A knock his head off his shoulders

Keep the chicken round

Like a nigga work at Culver's

Bagging shit up

But I don't fuck around with Krogers

She think that we datin'

I been told her that it's over

Doggy ain't a shooter

Deuce Deuce Sefolosha

Get a n***a straight cut up

Like its Okra

Nigga, you ain't tough

You a bitch straight Topa

Wrap him up quick for the pay

we Qdoba

Black and yellow on the shirt

I ain't tryna work

She tryna fuck me off the 30

I don't want the perk

Know some n****s havin' fire beats

But I don't want the verse

It was times I had the least

But n***a, I ain't feel the worst

Niggas fake preach, I couldn't eat

I said, fuck the church

Burnin' all this green

Like I'm sayin', nigga, fuck the earth

Bro been in the field so long

He screamin', fuck the turf

I been in and out of all this pain

What the fuck was birth

I been in and out of all this pain

What the fuck was birth

I been in and out of all this pain

What the fuck was birth

Better get a gun, ain't gon' lie

Cause these bitches hurt

Sayin' that it's on the floor

She think that I don't fuck with durk

One wrong move

I knock the head off his shoulders

Keep the chicken round

Like a nigga work at Culver's

Bagging shit up

But I don't fuck around with Krogers

She think that we datin'

I been told her that it's over

Got some pape, moved on

Tell me where I'm move wrong

What the fuck is you on

This is not a Smoove song

Got the loud but keep it low

Because we in the school zone

Way these niggas tell the truth

I swear they got they trues on

Cut a nigga, frame his body parts

And send him to his mans

Bro, I gotta get another knife

I put it on the gram

Put so much money in my pocket

I done broke my hand

Serving for the high up out this bitch

Cause these niggas hams

Boy, I need the vent

All this money I done sent

All this money I done spent

Boy, I could've paid some rent

But I spent it on my tent, yeah

I spent it on my guys

I just hope these niggas slide

When that fuckin' time arrive

Niggas really gay, on the low

That's a homicide(homo side)

Know a nigga, ain't get out the street

Till his mama died

Know a nigga, ain't get out the street

Till his mama died

Know a nigga, ain't get out the street

Till his mama died