Laws - Overtime Lyrics
Can't afford a Maybach, can't afford to quitTelling me who I signed like you aren't telling me shitI gone too far, now I'm part of the horizonRappers run shit, just wait till I start flyingI'm jumping off the ledge with my arms outI'm not scared of the drop, know what I'm talking about?See me in the air and pledge allegianceThese legends looking at me like thank you JesusOff co-signs and loans, I could find a homeJ. League made a crown and designed a throneWe both up and comers but y'all sleeping in musician shitMy first album gonna be some real musician shitBenny and the Jets, y'all still in 16's, y'all ain't ready for me yetI'm a do a 32 with a 20 bar intro, check your parents' vinylsFind out what I'm into, I refuse to chuck and jobI refuse to minstrel, got nothing to be neat about, let me keep it simplePeople wondering if I'm that bad on the micYou wanna know? Go and ask Kalil, Cannon and NightAnd then go and pour a little Moward for these dead poetsI got these critics raving, I Edgar Allen Poe itThere are some things that money can't buyAnd not a guest in your ear but respect from your peersAnd I'm standing on the start of something greatSo if you think I don't deserve the fortune, come debateAnd tell me how your man got a tape and his flow is the best you've seenIt keep you high like it get you green, if you think 4: 57's pleasantAnd I was representing, just wait until my next two thingsI got to do it with a legend and a picture in my magSoon as you make comparisons, I switch it on your assWho I sound like today? Eenie-meanie-minee-moI got presents like X-Mas, I'm the shit, Heidi hoI don't know any living human being breathing oxygenAnd put it on the line and have his shine be a constant thingBecause my money on my mind and these shawties wanna back it upBecause I'm on my grind, when inspiration hit meI get rich or die trying, 50, I been dope since I was writing squiggliesCould never form a sentence, I was never on my periodWas always told stop but I was never hearing itI tuned 'em out, I was writing so severe, kinda like a yachtToo pricy for my peers, I made 'em all believers through radio receiversMy skill was never ever debated on my featuresI'm a sure bet 'cause one line did 'em all, rest in peace PunisherMy one mic will settle scores, bars like javelinsCriticize never more, opportunity's hammeringThink I need to get the door 'cause y'all Batman and I'm RawshackWhen Laws on, think pardon John four trackThe kid's got variety like all that, sicker than a bald catOvergrown ball cap, hospital gown, get well soon balloonsBut on a lighter note like the room's getting smallerMaybe I'm getting bigger, took over the net in two monthsHow you figure? Got these other spitters barely hanging onLike the clothes of a wigger and my live show crowd throwing bows in theCenterI'm calling up my mother, she knows her son is a winnerTelling me to change the world but be home for your dinnerAnd rap was my lady but she would never take it slowWell now she needs saving, well I'm not Captain Save A HoSo if I switch, you know I did it on purposeI murdered this, not even my breakdowns are nervous
