I'm Over RIP Lyrics

And I've been through this shit like four times

First in the 10th grade, was the homie's dad

Still can't comprehend how the time roll

Make a life go

Lifeless like cold smoke

Low blows

Turn into the stoge smoke

Make a lane for it

And he stayin' for it

Make him feel important

He done

Seen too many people cross the finish line

When he

Thought we all would stick out to see the marathon

Every time

He get real attached

Then his soul detach

Now he skipping class

And he failing tests

What the fuck is that

Homie can't relax

Head be drifting off the mats

If he judo, out the ring

Internalized everything

Junkie for adrenaline

Wish he could do everything

But he solo for the spring break

And the tree stay

Steady rollin' in

Yeah

This ain't a sad song

This just where it's at

Now the flow be mad

And he kicking back

Put my life on that

But let's not flash it back, he ain't

Quite that ready for that

Mans still petty for that

Would easily shoot for that

You know

Who wouldn't shoot to get the life of a loved one back