Ovrkast. Month In Brooklyn
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
[?], niggas know them samples worth it
Working through my damage hurt, working up the canvas
Getting canned before I crash and burn
Knowing that I had to learn this banter before I pass the words
Cancelled when I had to put the pencil to my passive verbs
And now I pass the herb
And actively get mad at when they acting like they had it first
You know I had a verse so personal and packed a purpose
It packed a punch and made inertia, get to cracking curses
On this first and last trip I get the cash and hurl it
Thе only task was get a bag if you can drag it further
Only massive I imaginе when I'm actually searching deep
To find what I can keep then give some back to you
Or how I'm meant to make a dent in all these massive rooms
My baby asking "Do your actions take advantage?
Lonely when you rapping, only happy when it passes through"
I told her "I'd get back to you"
