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jordy mankoto - overtime lyrics

(pre verse)
lord forgive me for i lived a life of sin
they said i’ll never win cos of the colour of my skin
imma die hard for this cause like i’m bruce willis
we some street bruddas starting our own businesses
mama na ngai
mama na ngai iiii yeaaaah yooo
mama na ngai
yeaaaah yooo

(verse 1)
(yeah) ooooooh weeee!
better salute me or shoot me
imma do you before you fools do me
gods word is a weapon, my kj an uzi
they saying jordy you the one, you was chosen
my brothers done kicked me out like i was joseph
now they see me shining, they be popping up
these labels making rappers slaves like they’re potiphar
she in my dms telling me that i’m so cute
you say know me but i don’t even know you
on my knees talking to god, i gotta pray pray
christ on my side and he always made a way way
i pay no mind to these haters, this ain’t pay day
back in my block, i know some hittas, they don’t play play
when i made 2k, i thought i was too paid
touché, new whip, with the new plate

(chorus)
she saying jordy where you at? she’s on my line
i ain’t got no time, i’ve been doing overtime
been consistent everyday, i’m on my grind
(yeah) i’ve been doing this since let it shine
she saying jordy where you at? she’s on my line
i ain’t got no time, i’ve been doing overtime
been consistent everyday, i’m on my grind
(yeah) i’ve been doing this since let it shine

(verse 2)
you ain’t part of the crew, nah who is you?
top floor, looking at life from a different view
concrete jungle but we came out as some roses
can’t make her wifey if she ain’t really focused
imma shut down any show that i show up
my granny back in congo, said that imma blow up!
never talk down on a woman, how you mean?
they the mother’s of our kids, gotta treat em like queens
get in the word, sow seed, then i make a flip
heard they chatting on my name, we gon take a trip
real life monopoly, investing in properties
never knew this cah we was raised in total poverty
gotta feed the streets when they hungry (yeaaah)
feed em hits or i’ll feed them cally munchy (yeaaah)
we ain’t made like these suckas, we some made men
before i leave my yard, make sure i pray, then i say amen
all them times in the streets it was kinda cold, yeah
my pastor told me leave that girl go and win some souls, yeah
it don’t make no sense if i can’t sow seed
i’m putting faith into action, watch me proceed

- jordy mankoto lyrics

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