Overboard (feat. Harry Fraud)

Boldy James

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    Where we at with it, H?
    Jack God
    Mafia, what else?

    I'm done playin', everything I couldn't, now my son can
    Loso got one arm, can count a milli' up on one hand
    My one mans taught me how to give a brick a Sun tan
    Remember me and Poppy, we was grittin' out that Sundance
    From the free-throw line, can hop a split into a jumpman
    Thinkin' 'bout the time I tried to empty and my clip jammed
    Dwellin' on my life, they left me drownin' in that quicksand
    Rottin' on the rock without no money on my wristband
    I owe you, it's only us, my crew too unapproachable
    Niggas never felt no pain with us, they too emotional
    Ever since I came into this game, I gave 'em quotables
    Poured up off a deuce, high as hell in this vocal booth
    You never put no pain in for the gang, it been long overdue
    Listening to Gue give me the chills 'cause I know it's true
    Only two niggas in the city really set the tone
    227 Concrete Creatures, you know that's etched in stone
    What else?

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    For every action is a reaction
    Strung out on this bag music got me relapsin'
    Yeah, know we on that, no catchin' me lackin'
    Brodie givin' niggas hashtags and RIP captions
    For every action is a reaction
    Don't make me overreact, we take shit overboard
    Real Hellblock drug zone overlord
    Live action, you are now rockin' with the Jackson
    Let's get it

    Brand new Aaron Rodgers
    Stick big as bamboo, I shoot it quick as Craig Hodges
    Feds watching all my social apps, got my mobile tapped
    Swapped a hundred racks out in the parking lot of Red Robin
    Bag symbol on the hood but we still robbin'
    Poker-face joker, tell him: Welcome to the real Gotham
    Last nigga tried to plot, we had to killshot him
    Ever seen three thousand RoxyContins in the steering column?
    I'm Criss Angel with them blocks of that Sri Lanka
    I David Copperfield my opps and disappear my problems
    All the real niggas from my hood either in jail or dead
    Them Ten08s the only books a nigga ever read
    New levels, new devils, boilin' deviled eggs
    Spinnin' like a Tasmanian devil, kept a level head
    Leveled up, now these devils wanna level me
    They rather see me shackled, wrist or ankle in the level three
    What else?

    For every action is a reaction
    Strung out on this bag music got me relapsin'
    Yeah, know we on that, no catchin' me lackin'
    Brodie givin' niggas hashtags and RIP captions
    For every action is a reaction
    Don't make me overreact, we take shit overboard
    Real Hellblock drug zone overlord
    Live action, you are now rockin' with the Jackson

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    Composición: Boldy James y Harry Fraud

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