​over it

[Intro]
(Fucking tired of making sad songs
Imma talk my shit)

[Chorus]
Too late to kill me
I'm over it
Got too much going for me
And I'm getting closer bitch
I'm over it
Got too much going for me
And I'm getting closer bitch

[Verse 1]
Depending on a person
Can't be me
Did all this on my own
I've seen some shit you can't believe
Got past all the wannabes
That try to be
Somebody that they're not
It's kind of cringey when you steal flows
And get all your plays from bots
Don't act like I don't know that
Trust me I won't hold back
I want this shit so bad
I want this shit so bad
You know I sold my soul
I don't mean it like that
I'm saying I dropped everything to do this
I'm in my bag

[Chorus]
Too late to kill me
I'm over it
Got too much going for me
And I'm getting closer bitch
I'm over it
I'm over it
Got too much going for me
And I'm getting closer bitch

[Verse 2]
Said I hate you too
But now I'm over it
No shit
Said I needed you
But I don't need you
Need a fucking Benz
Now stop talking bitch
Imma make my songs
And you'll call me when I'm fucking rich
Oh well said I know you have it in you
Now I understand
They telling me I'm gonna be nothing
Bitch boy I have it all planned

[Verse 3]
I won't go stay sober
While I'm off this pack
Clutching on the seal
We come and attack
I don't care what you do or where you're at
In the field with that new gun
No we gonna let it buck
Talkin' on my gang
No you can't hang with us
I be counting money
Yeah I'm counting funds
Talking on my gang
And we're gonna make you run

[Verse 4]
I wake up
Clear the makeup off my face
When I'm gone
Imma leave without a trace
I stuck with him
Don't catch switching
Kill shot hitting
I snatch victims
Dm fishing
Bullshit pitching
Catch my lines
And just stop bitching
I'm so past it