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OVERTIME Video (MV)




Performed By: Tribal Tone
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Nicholas Torres, Dylan Marrero




Tribal Tone - OVERTIME Lyrics




This is ODL on Tribal Tone Radio

My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kid cause it's overtime
My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kids cause it's overtime

Start my day off with taking my Gucci sandals off
And throw them in the corner, kiss my mama on the forehead
Just before I hit the door, I see the streets is getting colder
Got the devil on the corner, better off over there
Than on my shoulders, but be honest, that shit is evil and wicked
To see my people get sicker, to lean stumble and fall off of, ecstasy, weed and liquor
So back to the drawing board, we're boys when we're making noise
It's better off putting in work than feeding to this source hey
Save up a little money and buy your place hey
Doing overtime, we'll help you see the bright day
Started from nothing and now I see the light hey
You'll get blinded by my diamonds and my jewelry

My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kids cause it's overtime

Walking, the streets is talking, the streets is listening like water
I thought I told ya, I got my feet up on the precinct
They search my cousin, now he in jail, ain't got no warrant
But they keep rushing, nah, nah
Dollars, about them dollars, that's what the kids say but they problem
Ain't got no knowledge, society ain't got no reason for acting honest
Honesty plus reciprocation, y'all need to follow, come here
Find the sea, I'm chasing it, the mirror I be facing
Where there ain't no sense of urgency, I'm dipping through the phases
Some shit that I be facing, like assimilating races
With the vanity of hate, feel like I'm trapped up in the mazes

My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kids cause it's overtime
My night turns into mornings all the time
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English

This is ODL on Tribal Tone Radio

My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kid cause it's overtime
My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kids cause it's overtime

Start my day off with taking my Gucci sandals off
And throw them in the corner, kiss my mama on the forehead
Just before I hit the door, I see the streets is getting colder
Got the devil on the corner, better off over there
Than on my shoulders, but be honest, that shit is evil and wicked
To see my people get sicker, to lean stumble and fall off of, ecstasy, weed and liquor
So back to the drawing board, we're boys when we're making noise
It's better off putting in work than feeding to this source hey
Save up a little money and buy your place hey
Doing overtime, we'll help you see the bright day
Started from nothing and now I see the light hey
You'll get blinded by my diamonds and my jewelry

My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kids cause it's overtime

Walking, the streets is talking, the streets is listening like water
I thought I told ya, I got my feet up on the precinct
They search my cousin, now he in jail, ain't got no warrant
But they keep rushing, nah, nah
Dollars, about them dollars, that's what the kids say but they problem
Ain't got no knowledge, society ain't got no reason for acting honest
Honesty plus reciprocation, y'all need to follow, come here
Find the sea, I'm chasing it, the mirror I be facing
Where there ain't no sense of urgency, I'm dipping through the phases
Some shit that I be facing, like assimilating races
With the vanity of hate, feel like I'm trapped up in the mazes

My night turns into mornings all the time
Looking at them steady yawning, I'm on the grind
Bring it back to the crib, gotta show the tribe
Gotta listen to the kids cause it's overtime
My night turns into mornings all the time
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Writer: Nicholas Torres, Dylan Marrero
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