Overtime
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Overtime
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You know how I feel about, like, us, right?
Like, how I wanna go about it
But you never tell me how you feel about it
How you wanna go about it
I've been working on it
Putting in overtime
Putting in overtime
Putting in over
I've been putting in work
You know I've been working overtime
Working overtime
Working over
I've been working on it
Putting in overtime
Putting in overtime
Putting in over-
I've been putting in work
You know I've been working overtime
Working overtime
Working over-
Sitting in a whip on the strip, get to stripping
My windows is tinted, let's go
My backseat ain't empty, we just left the Fendi
We getting it all over the clothes
This is why I need the Phantom
This is why I need the Phantom
And you know business getting handled
Wonder where you at, I just might hold you for ransom
No, that's something your nigga can't fathom
Aw, man, he just bought her Balmain
He thought that would keep her 'round
But he thought wrong
Nothing at all, that's what she got on, yeah
And she will get up and leave him for me, I know
I mean how could he not know?
'Cause see
I've been working on it
Putting in overtime
Putting in overtime
Putting in over-
I've been putting in work
You know I've been working overtime
Working overtime
Working over-
I've been working OT
Tryna show you what it's like just to know me
And ever since that day you approached me
I been thinking 'bout you and you only
And we just like to fuck, that's it, nothing else
Fuck falling in love, that's for someone else
I break the bank for you, 'till no money left
Now I done caught feelings worth more than millions
And I feel it, you hurting and I been healing
Girl, that nigga ain't worth it, I know you hear me
I know we said we wouldn't let it get this far
Now I want it for myself, that's his loss
Oh he mad, huh? Is he pissed off?
Too bad, nigga should've been on his job
You know I deserve it, I've been working this hard, yeah
Ay, is, is, is you with it? Yeah (been working this hard, yeah)
Po' it up, sip it up, getting lit as fuck (what did we say, we say?)
We been fucking, on the couch, on the bed
Baby girl on my mind, hol' up, there it go
I know he gonna see us as a threat, that’s all, I really do at all
I think yea he most likely did see me as a threat at first
I don’t know, but I just know when he sees me, we’re together
He’s gonna be like what like, like he feel he done lost, that kind
Damn
No, baby, yeah
I'm kinda looking for her
For you, for you to be my bride
And the mother of my child, oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah, baby)
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Bryson Tiller performs "Overtime", and this lyric page sits inside the Bryson Tiller catalog on LyroVerse.
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