Letra de ' Overboard (feat. Harry Fraud) ' de Boldy James

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?

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