A good man'll make the money. The money don't make the man
I, huddle with God I'm asking him what's the plan
I'm trying to be frugal, I'm spinning it like a fan
But I'm snoozin' & losing it soon as it hitting my hand
I'm on O.T dawg I got a family to feed
I ain't beefing with the bro's man that's family to me
You gotta build all kinds of bridges to the family tree
You gotta kiss & make up. That sound like family to me
Tell Uncle Sam, yo run that. All the things you took. I want it back
Gimme back tax, them overdrafts, Obama masks & a Maga hat
Saile Mae, you could have it back, Matter fact, I ain't mad at that
Totaled my car, but I'm back to back
So I still roll like back fat
Problems come , problems go
Credit score, just dropping low
Soon as it gets to the bank, that's when it decides to go
Working on a holiday, you know I'm getting double
Man I thank my parents for teaching me how to hustle
Heard me? We on overtime. I'm just here to clock it in
I ain't pitching no work, I'm just here to put it in
It's people banking on me, & my girl depending on me And my city betting on me for the win
Yeah, we on overtime
O.t O.T
Yeah, we on overtime
And my city betting on me for the win
Pen and pad, early hours on weekdays
Rushing to the bus youtube beats on replay
Get the flows downpacked while I'm picking out orders
Walking down the aisles
On camera like I'm performing
Every minute is money and I'm needing it in excess
Less stress
Could use more blessings
I need the best steps
Twelve hour shifts
With Eight bringing in revenue
Four to hone my craft
'Til platinum plaques line the living room
Mama I got it
No more late fees or empty fridges
This time next year
Everybody getting a gift for christmas
Double my worth with whatever I'm given
Told the gang we taking first
Lets just follow the vision
Put my faith in every verse
Imbue God in my lyrics
L's a certain on this path
Never shatter my spirit
Because the payout worth more
Quadruple and flip it
The blood of hustlers in my veins
My instinct is to get it man
Heard me? We on overtime. I'm just here to clock it in
I ain't pitching no work, I'm just here to put it in
It's people banking on me, & my girl depending on me And my city betting on me for the win
Yeah, we on overtime
O.t O.T
Yeah, we on overtime
And my city betting on me for the win
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A good man'll make the money. The money don't make the man
I, huddle with God I'm asking him what's the plan
I'm trying to be frugal, I'm spinning it like a fan
But I'm snoozin' & losing it soon as it hitting my hand
I'm on O.T dawg I got a family to feed
I ain't beefing with the bro's man that's family to me
You gotta build all kinds of bridges to the family tree
You gotta kiss & make up. That sound like family to me
Tell Uncle Sam, yo run that. All the things you took. I want it back
Gimme back tax, them overdrafts, Obama masks & a Maga hat
Saile Mae, you could have it back, Matter fact, I ain't mad at that
Totaled my car, but I'm back to back
So I still roll like back fat
Problems come , problems go
Credit score, just dropping low
Soon as it gets to the bank, that's when it decides to go
Working on a holiday, you know I'm getting double
Man I thank my parents for teaching me how to hustle
Heard me? We on overtime. I'm just here to clock it in
I ain't pitching no work, I'm just here to put it in
It's people banking on me, & my girl depending on me And my city betting on me for the win
Yeah, we on overtime
O.t O.T
Yeah, we on overtime
And my city betting on me for the win
Pen and pad, early hours on weekdays
Rushing to the bus youtube beats on replay
Get the flows downpacked while I'm picking out orders
Walking down the aisles
On camera like I'm performing
Every minute is money and I'm needing it in excess
Less stress
Could use more blessings
I need the best steps
Twelve hour shifts
With Eight bringing in revenue
Four to hone my craft
'Til platinum plaques line the living room
Mama I got it
No more late fees or empty fridges
This time next year
Everybody getting a gift for christmas
Double my worth with whatever I'm given
Told the gang we taking first
Lets just follow the vision
Put my faith in every verse
Imbue God in my lyrics
L's a certain on this path
Never shatter my spirit
Because the payout worth more
Quadruple and flip it
The blood of hustlers in my veins
My instinct is to get it man
Heard me? We on overtime. I'm just here to clock it in
I ain't pitching no work, I'm just here to put it in
It's people banking on me, & my girl depending on me And my city betting on me for the win
Yeah, we on overtime
O.t O.T
Yeah, we on overtime
And my city betting on me for the win
I, huddle with God I'm asking him what's the plan
I'm trying to be frugal, I'm spinning it like a fan
But I'm snoozin' & losing it soon as it hitting my hand
I'm on O.T dawg I got a family to feed
I ain't beefing with the bro's man that's family to me
You gotta build all kinds of bridges to the family tree
You gotta kiss & make up. That sound like family to me
Tell Uncle Sam, yo run that. All the things you took. I want it back
Gimme back tax, them overdrafts, Obama masks & a Maga hat
Saile Mae, you could have it back, Matter fact, I ain't mad at that
Totaled my car, but I'm back to back
So I still roll like back fat
Problems come , problems go
Credit score, just dropping low
Soon as it gets to the bank, that's when it decides to go
Working on a holiday, you know I'm getting double
Man I thank my parents for teaching me how to hustle
Heard me? We on overtime. I'm just here to clock it in
I ain't pitching no work, I'm just here to put it in
It's people banking on me, & my girl depending on me And my city betting on me for the win
Yeah, we on overtime
O.t O.T
Yeah, we on overtime
And my city betting on me for the win
Pen and pad, early hours on weekdays
Rushing to the bus youtube beats on replay
Get the flows downpacked while I'm picking out orders
Walking down the aisles
On camera like I'm performing
Every minute is money and I'm needing it in excess
Less stress
Could use more blessings
I need the best steps
Twelve hour shifts
With Eight bringing in revenue
Four to hone my craft
'Til platinum plaques line the living room
Mama I got it
No more late fees or empty fridges
This time next year
Everybody getting a gift for christmas
Double my worth with whatever I'm given
Told the gang we taking first
Lets just follow the vision
Put my faith in every verse
Imbue God in my lyrics
L's a certain on this path
Never shatter my spirit
Because the payout worth more
Quadruple and flip it
The blood of hustlers in my veins
My instinct is to get it man
Heard me? We on overtime. I'm just here to clock it in
I ain't pitching no work, I'm just here to put it in
It's people banking on me, & my girl depending on me And my city betting on me for the win
Yeah, we on overtime
O.t O.T
Yeah, we on overtime
And my city betting on me for the win
Writer: DARRYL JAMES MIMS, SAYYID COX
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave