How I Got Over

Lyrics
[Verse 1] How I got over [?] was hustling moves A couple homies ain't make it but that was just the rules, we going through Times is tougher, I'm 'bout my guns and my butter Making enough to feed my sons and my mother The block keep me illustratin', I write deeply Beyond all the glits y'all seeing on y'all TV Hundred percent hood, y'know it's legit good From the neighborhood concrete bricks that Hill stood I puff coco and hustle underwater snorkel You need Gary Paytons, I'm in your hood [?] Used to play the back of the club, Pac move in Now when I walk in the club, the rats move in They must've heard Hill got over And I'm bout to trade the doc for some Benz working the range Baby girl, that may be so, but trust me when it blow No question y'all gon' know For now it's still hustle mane, sacks and the ruffle gang All for the green like Bird and Bill Russell mane I'ma shine, we can make it a bet I'm getting over and I'm bringing my set, the block, uh (Yo) [Hook: Melanie Rutherford & J-Hill] We don't cry no mo' (No mo') I know some times you get low (You get low but) If you've been there then you know (Uh) How I got over I know that times will get tough But we ain't shamed to be us Forgive our bones [?] How I got over [Verse 2] Visualizing realism and life in actuality The block life could get me murked, a hood causality But still I push those flames, I'm like cavalry Rap life don't add up to the right salary It's nothing new, Hill been through those times Evidence all through those lines Check my past, you'll find good and bad, referenced in my path Street smart moms who work and a hustlin' dad So the Ying-Yang I was wresting bad And that accounted for the trouble I had Plus the new Lex bubble was bad I wasn't poor and unfortunate But wanted big body, four door s**t Presidents came sure to evict Them was some dangerous times, I could've gotten all sorts of s**t Thank God for the sports and hits And thanks Pops for finding the work in my shoebox and hot (The block) [Hook: Melanie Rutherford] We don't cry no mo' (No mo') I know some times you get low (You get low) If you've been there then you know How I got over (Got over) I know that times will get tough But we ain't shamed to be us (We ain't shamed) Forgive our bones [?] How I got over (How I got over) [Outro: Melanie Rutherford] Constant questions with no answers Simply wondering, why? Why? Why? Hoping and praying that life won't pass you by (*Interlude*) [Proof] Iron Fist, 'bouta check in with the streets Who's out there [Cop Heavy] Cop Heavy in the motherfuckin' house Iron Fist, Hand 2 Hand [Horny Mac] Horny Mac Mizzle, one of Runyon Aves finest soldiers baby You know what I mean Never to duplicated or recreated You what I'm sayin' but I'm a really highly complicated cat I mean holler at your boy In the building [Data] Iron Fist, Hand 2 Hand Data the Activator [Proof] Fuck yeah My man Big Proof Hand 2 Hand Iron Fist We got an exclusive jump-off right here Kuniva, D12 (D12) Russian Roulette (Russian Roulette) Exclusive (This is a D12, D12, exclusive) Hand 2 Hand (Exclusive) Hand 2 Hand
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Credits
- Writers
- J-Hill (Detroit)
- Mélanie Rutherford