Vintage – Over Lyrics
Artist: Vintage
Song: Over
Impurity of the soul
Nudge me close to obscurity
What could of been Is gone
We’re all prone to insecurities
Limbs of tyranny
Kick in doors with forced entry
The sword of envy be the stick
That try to end me
The face of the enemy
It use to look friendly
He the man whom the oracle mentioned
At war with a pistol
A couple cadets
At your door let you know it official
Hands on the crystal ball
Future grabbed at tip off
You 30 years plus
Still tryin to get a zip off
That’s an insider
I think your cliq talking
It’s a throwaway
Grab a ticket and go away
It don’t go your way
You wanna throw a fit
I don’t have to dеal with this sh#t no more
b#tch I’m rich
It’s a throwaway
Grab a ticket and go away
It don’t go your way
You wanna throw a fit
I don’t have to dеal with this sh#t no more
b#tch I’m rich
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Release Year: 2018