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Over My Dead Body (explicit)

How I'm feeling, it doesn't matter

'Cause you know I'm okay

Instead, I ask myself "why do you hurt me?"

When you know, you know I'm the same

I know, I know that you love me baby

They're trying to take you away from me

Only over my dead bodyI think I killed everybody in the game last year, man fuck it I was on though

And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at a strip club, mm

Fuck it I was wrong though

Shout out all to all my niggas living tax free

Nowadays its six figures when they tax me

Oh well, I guess you lose some and win some

Long as the outcome is income

You know I want it all and then some

Shout out to Asian girls, let the lights dim sum

Shots came, I don't know where they was sent from

Probably some bad hoes about to take the hemp from

Yeah, you know me well nigga

Yeah, I mean you ain't the only real nigga

They got me on these white women like Seal nigga

Slave to the pussy but I'm just playing the field nigga, yeah

Are these people really discussing my career again?

Asking if I'll be going platinum in a year again

Don't I got the shit the world wanna hear again?

Don't Michael Jordan still got his hoop earing in?

Man all of your flows bore me, paint drying

And I don't ever be trippin' off of what ain't mine

And I be hearing the shit you say through the grapevine

But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time

It's been that way from the beginning

I just been playing, I ain't even know that I was winning

And this is the only sound you should fear

Man, these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alrightI know, I know that you love me baby

They're trying to take you away from me

Only over my dead bodyYou say I'm old news, well who the new star?

'Cause if I'm going anywhere, it's probably too far

Just performed at a Bar Mitzvah over in the States

Used half of the money to beat my brother's case

Red wine over Fed time

But shout out to the niggas that's doing dead time

And shout out to the bitches there when it's bedtime

And fuck you to the niggas that think it's their time

Yeah, don't make me take your life apart boy

You and whoever the fuck gave you your start boy

Or you wanna be a muthafuckin' funny guy?

Don't make me break your Kevin heart boy

Yeah, it's whatever. You know, feeling good, living better

I think maybe I was numb to it last year

But you know I feel it now more than ever

My city love me like Mac Dre in the Bay

Second album, I'm back paving the way

The backpackers are back on the bandwagon

Like this was my comeback season back, back in the day

And I met your baby moms last night

We took a picture together, I hope she frames it!

And I was drinking at the Palms last night

And ended up losing everything that I came with

Feel like I've been here before huh?

I still got ten years to go huh?

And this is the only sound you should fear

These kids wear crowns over here

And everything is all right

Songwriters

CHANTAL KREVIAZUK, AUBREY DRAKE GRAHAM, NOAH SHEBIB, CEDRIC HILLPublished by

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