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juice wrld - overseer (omen) + freestyle كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
oh
ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
uh, yeah

feel like the omen, my eyes are rolling, stuck in the moment
protection on me, ain’t talking trojan, pullin’ up, blowin’
walkin’ ’round london, a 100k pound on my clothing
i’m runnin’ the town and they know it, smokin’ on loud and i’m zoning
smoke out the pound, yee_haw, yo’ ho and my ho down, yee_haw
yo’ girl tried to rob my mans, so my b_tch shot her down, yee_haw
up and downs on the percs like a see_saw
i’m the wave, these n_ggas get mad that they stuck in my wave, so i’m calling it see_saw
i don’t f_ck with no parties but i turn my room to a rave, molly what we on
i don’t bother to learn none of these n_ggas names, ’cause to me they all peons
i know one when i see one, sh_t, i would hate to be one
it’s funny how n_ggas be hiding they blankets, like it wasn’t me they would sleep on
they alarm clock ring, my theme song, yeah
i was, but i can’t be broke, yeah, if i go broke, ship it from rio, yeah
a sagittarius, but drip like aquarius and i be roaring like leo, yeah
the game, i’ma marry it, money, i bury it, life just got a little scarier, yeah
aim for the neck like a terrier, yeah, on a stack, ben franklin, bury her (uh_huh)
[chorus]
blood, sweat, tears, seen some rough years
now i’m the overseer, sh_ttin’ on all my peers
hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard
tryna run up on me, thirty shots to the rear
high as a b_tch, is it hot in here?
too high to drive, i let bae steer

[post_chorus]
if you f_ck with the team, we gon’ shoot like lebron
the original 23 glock, cavalier
got a mask on my face, with a beam on my side
like i’m at comic_con with a light saber, yeah
rose gold slugs with the diamonds on the grills
pills got me sweating like i’m climbing up a hill
my drip getting wetter so her p_ssy gettin’ wetter
’til my d_ck feel better in that b_tch like an eel

[cut (verse)]
…ship it from rio, yeah
a sagittarius, but drip like aquarius and i be roaring like leo, yeah
the game, i’ma marry it, money, i bury it, life just got a little scarier…

[cut (verse)]
…ship it from rio, yeah
a sagittarius, but drip like aquarius and i be roaring like leo, yeah
the game, i’ma marry it, money, i bury it, life just got a little scarier, yeah
aim for the neck like a terrier, yeah, on a stack, ben franklin, bury her (uh_huh)
[chorus]
blood, sweat, tears, seen some rough years
now i’m the overseer, sh_ttin’ on all my peers
hit the wood like a lumberjack, no beard
tryna run up on me, thirty shots to the rear
high as a b_tch, is it hot in here?
too high to drive, i let bae steer

[freestyle]
[intro]
man, man, man

[verse]
freestyle off the top, b_tch
run up on me, get hit, got my hand on my stick
i was toting my glock, stick
she gon’ suck on my d_ck, she gon’ swallow my kids
that lil b_tch is obnoxious
i count money, i stack it, it’s nothing
you know how i run it, i’m out of my pocket
all my n_ggas be robbing, and back in chicago
we was rockin’ them trueys and robins
all my n_ggas got ice on they neck and they wrist
and they sliding just like a toboggan
i ain’t talking ’bout pencil, a pistol
but i get to rapping, this sh_t out of pocket
off the top i be freestyling sh_t
eminem i be 8 miling sh_t
i be wildin’, i’m going bathing ape
i’m rocking barbarians all on my fit
talking stupid, r. kelly with it
ignorant, i may p_ss on yo b_tch
i been balling like kevin durant
all these n_ggas ball, kevin, you can’t
n_ggas p_ssy, the f_ckin’—
ooh, haha
i make it look easy, ayy
truck fit when i skate on that b_tch
so she think i’m lil weezy, ayy
my diamonds so sick, my diamonds so cold
they got me sneezing, ayy
jimmy neutron, give me brain blast
that lil’ b_tch get to wheezing, ayy
look, i read that b_tch like a book
you run up on me, then yo’ ass getting took
i poke a b_tch like i’m on facebook
all my n_ggas get cash for real
i don’t really give a f_ck ’bout a record deal
just bought a house, i ain’t finna lay it—
wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hold on
just bought a house, i won’t drop the location
but nah, i do not live in the hills
i got money for real
you will get popped like a pill
n_ggas is not in the field
all of my n_ggas is down for real
all my n_ggas is down to k!ll
i know n_ggas that’s down for real
[mumbles] for real
had my heart broke for real
yo’ b_tch gave me throat for real
hit it from the back like a singer
tryna hit a note for real
everything i say is the truth
the truth is what i spoke, for real
i feel like i’m travis scott, ’cause i got the antidote for real
n_gga i’m doper than—
i’m doper than a writers pen
i don’t ever have writers block
but i’ll prolly pick up the glock, shoot you in yo’ top
juiced up so i feel like pac
run up on me, then i got a glock
i’ma hit a dread_head, bl__dy mop
listen, i’ma ball on you n_ggas and these b_tches
i’ve been ballin’, b_tch i feel like a piston
i march on n_ggas, i be army enlisted
all these n_ggas startin’ to act like some b_tches
so all these n_ggas start to act like some sissies
i’m just spinning like tornado or twister
“juice wrld, he a f_cking enigma”
freestyling on live with my n_ggas, ayy
gold in my mouth, burberry my shirt
moncler on my pants, i’m making it hurt
margiela on my shoes when i stomp
i know they dirty ’cause i’m putting in work
n_ggas know what’s up, i be putting in work
like a$ap ferg, put him in a he_rs_
i’m finna go buy my b_tch a new purse
birkin’ bag 200, off of this earth
maxlord what you on?
he just walked out of the room, he gone
no, he ain’t walk out the room
he was just prolly finna turn the lights off or the lights on
i’ma freestyle, done it all night long
i’ll freestyle, i don’t gotta write songs
i’ll freestyle, i don’t gotta right wrongs
skate on they block like they want some, ayy
smokin’ on that king kong, yeah
run up on me you gone
transform in the lambo like megatron, yeah
i’ma put my team on
nlmb, no limit, we strong, yeah
150 where i belong
gdk, ebk, you know we on, yeah
money is super long, yeah
shoutout to kyro, shoutout to bibby
shoutout g_money, shoutout to maneski
shoutout to herbo, shoutout my n_ggas
they gonna leave a f_ck n_gga stanking
this not a joke, i am not pranking
what is you doing? f_ck was you thinking?
why is you tweakin’? i’ll leave you leakin’
hit that b_tch, cece like weekend, ayy
[outro]
b_tch i’m good
at this rapping sh_t, so it’s understood
hope it’s understood
that these n_ggas are okay
but b_tch i’m good
i’m good
i’m, i’m, i’m, i’m, i’m good

[juice speaks over the song]
and for everybody sain’ i sold my soul, n_gga my soul belong to god
that sh_t belongs to jesus christ
[?]
and my heart belongs to ally
so, haha haha

- juice wrld

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