Over Here

Lyrics

[Chorus] Who the fuck are they? No one cares You can fuck some real Gs We be over here We be over here We be over here We be over here We be over here Fake niggas They be over there Snake niggas They be over there Who the fuck are they? No one cares You can fuck some real Gs We be over here [Verse 1] Man know I don't like man Why should I spit my man When he ain't hard He ain't been on the roads like I have He ain't ever spun in a grime clash Nah, I ain't like that He ain't got a catalog like my tracks Couldn't give a shit, I wouldn't sign that Ima spit your [?] back But a blind man with a right hand If he talks like a car Ima show a pussy on the iCam If I see something on your iPad I just take that shit, my pad You be like that's the iPad I had Now I got your iPad chilling in my bag Blud If I see something on your iPhone I just take that shit, my phone You be like that's the iPhone I had Now I got your iPhone chilling in my home Oh no, oh yes Taking an old school, phone theft Even no shine in your gold neck After the Rolex, clam is a [?] yes Yeah I'm still hyped But it's hard to control it Ha I'm a soul [?] Waiting to blast to show death Aim at the arm at your co-desk It samples hard but I'm so blessed DB in the sign in your car door for the roofers Squeezy If I see something on your BB I just take that shit, it's a freebie You be like give that back to me G DE to your face, you can't see me If I see something on your iMac I just take that shit, my mac You be like that's the iMac I had If you want your iMac back, let's buy that [Chorus] Who the fuck are they? No one cares You can fuck some real Gs We be over here We be over here We be over here We be over here We be over here Fake niggas They be over there Snake niggas They be over there Who the fuck are they? No one cares You can fuck some real Gs We be over here [Verse 2] I'm so tried of your boring sound If he's a a king, I will draw him out Looking like all these so called artists Thinking they'll make it because of touring now But I'm levels above Your level was under the level That's under the level that I be above now And you're expecting me to be scared Nasty, I've lived in a haunted house They told me to come back to grime It's a mess Saying I'm the best of my awkward sound Fam if I diss you This energy [?] spits you It's known for storing crowds I'm more fucked than a haunted house Getting called to preform While you're still in bounce Really housing, bussing, troubling What I've been duppying, born him down Girl them say I'm gorgeous On my tings, I'm a enormous Like a fork Clift, wow They be asking for a portion If they NMD, they resorbing all in mouth And that's my mans wifey Heard he wants to fight me We should call him round If he's miss behaving, enough of saving I'll erase him if he's talking loud Like stop the hype ting This ain't just writing I'm reciting, I can do more than shout Yeah I'm right here You're too scared to fear I don't fight fear on the war, I'm found Sending shots like a cannibal See this mechanical It's got a war, it's [?] You already know what I say like You can get it any time Dayline, [?] town [Chorus] Who the fuck are they? No one cares You can fuck some real Gs We be over here We be over here We be over here We be over here We be over here Fake niggas They be over there Snake niggas They be over there Who the fuck are they? No one cares You can fuck some real Gs We be over here