Really put in work in the past
G's couldn't wait so we got it in fast
Price went up now Iss in charge
Now everyday feel like I'm breaking a fast
Every man eat every meal come large
We done come a long way from bumping class
Now Ims in a German car
Like guten tag
And Iss in the booth
He murking working dawg
If it's me or you then im lurking dawg
Bars in the clip
Make a wish
Im a shooting star
When this ting hit
Top off like he shirtless dawg
This ain't my best version nah
Close by where the serpents are
But the grass get cut
Cos my mind stay sharp
And life been hard
We were dealt shit cards
Had to swim with big sharks
But Iss been smart
Think large
When you aim for the stars you have light when it's dark
Life is like art
You all playing your part
But im Pablo Picasso
Talking my shit on the mic im an arse hole
Step over niggas their bar low
We done seen more lines than a barcode
City boys moving foreign cargo
Got it through the post
Hope boss don't check that parcel
Round here kids peddeling
Ends Medellin
They gone do you like narcos
Round here where you can't go
Watch your step one text and it's handled
No threat
It's the life you gone
If you trapped in a bando
And your people abandon
Can you reply on your mandem
Will everyman moved like you planned it
Cos shit get real here at random
You don't have much choice so you do what you can then
Move shit around make it happen
Real g's never panic
I'm calm in a madness
Man that fumble the bag
Never stunk up their hands when they bagged it
And im just being candid
I can't live on my knees
Ima die where im standing
Iss never landing
I ain't left the stu in a minute
Like im running out of beats for the lyrics
Spliff lit
Likkle juice for the spirit
Tell a pretty one roll like she billing
Smoke rose to the ceiling
Iss cold case closed no appealing
Only recognise the realest cos im real
The brotheres that where slumming with me
Are running with me still
And when it comes to lizzy Isse always bout the deal
I heard it cost to be the boss
Well I tipped and paid the bill
I know Im crazy with the skill
Brady on the field
Never doing if I know I will like uncle Phil
Swear I never miss
On every beat it's over kill
Isse Baby - Over Kill Lyrics
Isse Baby - Over Kill Lyrics
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English
Really put in work in the past
G's couldn't wait so we got it in fast
Price went up now Iss in charge
Now everyday feel like I'm breaking a fast
Every man eat every meal come large
We done come a long way from bumping class
Now Ims in a German car
Like guten tag
And Iss in the booth
He murking working dawg
If it's me or you then im lurking dawg
Bars in the clip
Make a wish
Im a shooting star
When this ting hit
Top off like he shirtless dawg
This ain't my best version nah
Close by where the serpents are
But the grass get cut
Cos my mind stay sharp
And life been hard
We were dealt shit cards
Had to swim with big sharks
But Iss been smart
Think large
When you aim for the stars you have light when it's dark
Life is like art
You all playing your part
But im Pablo Picasso
Talking my shit on the mic im an arse hole
Step over niggas their bar low
We done seen more lines than a barcode
City boys moving foreign cargo
Got it through the post
Hope boss don't check that parcel
Round here kids peddeling
Ends Medellin
They gone do you like narcos
Round here where you can't go
Watch your step one text and it's handled
No threat
It's the life you gone
If you trapped in a bando
And your people abandon
Can you reply on your mandem
Will everyman moved like you planned it
Cos shit get real here at random
You don't have much choice so you do what you can then
Move shit around make it happen
Real g's never panic
I'm calm in a madness
Man that fumble the bag
Never stunk up their hands when they bagged it
And im just being candid
I can't live on my knees
Ima die where im standing
Iss never landing
I ain't left the stu in a minute
Like im running out of beats for the lyrics
Spliff lit
Likkle juice for the spirit
Tell a pretty one roll like she billing
Smoke rose to the ceiling
Iss cold case closed no appealing
Only recognise the realest cos im real
The brotheres that where slumming with me
Are running with me still
And when it comes to lizzy Isse always bout the deal
I heard it cost to be the boss
Well I tipped and paid the bill
I know Im crazy with the skill
Brady on the field
Never doing if I know I will like uncle Phil
Swear I never miss
On every beat it's over kill
G's couldn't wait so we got it in fast
Price went up now Iss in charge
Now everyday feel like I'm breaking a fast
Every man eat every meal come large
We done come a long way from bumping class
Now Ims in a German car
Like guten tag
And Iss in the booth
He murking working dawg
If it's me or you then im lurking dawg
Bars in the clip
Make a wish
Im a shooting star
When this ting hit
Top off like he shirtless dawg
This ain't my best version nah
Close by where the serpents are
But the grass get cut
Cos my mind stay sharp
And life been hard
We were dealt shit cards
Had to swim with big sharks
But Iss been smart
Think large
When you aim for the stars you have light when it's dark
Life is like art
You all playing your part
But im Pablo Picasso
Talking my shit on the mic im an arse hole
Step over niggas their bar low
We done seen more lines than a barcode
City boys moving foreign cargo
Got it through the post
Hope boss don't check that parcel
Round here kids peddeling
Ends Medellin
They gone do you like narcos
Round here where you can't go
Watch your step one text and it's handled
No threat
It's the life you gone
If you trapped in a bando
And your people abandon
Can you reply on your mandem
Will everyman moved like you planned it
Cos shit get real here at random
You don't have much choice so you do what you can then
Move shit around make it happen
Real g's never panic
I'm calm in a madness
Man that fumble the bag
Never stunk up their hands when they bagged it
And im just being candid
I can't live on my knees
Ima die where im standing
Iss never landing
I ain't left the stu in a minute
Like im running out of beats for the lyrics
Spliff lit
Likkle juice for the spirit
Tell a pretty one roll like she billing
Smoke rose to the ceiling
Iss cold case closed no appealing
Only recognise the realest cos im real
The brotheres that where slumming with me
Are running with me still
And when it comes to lizzy Isse always bout the deal
I heard it cost to be the boss
Well I tipped and paid the bill
I know Im crazy with the skill
Brady on the field
Never doing if I know I will like uncle Phil
Swear I never miss
On every beat it's over kill
Writer: David Issekya
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid