What I gotta do to let y'all niggas know? I am the nicest ever. Hardcore, commercial, what you wanna do? You wanna wile out? You wanna dance? Don't matter to me, I got all that time, baby...
(Hook)
Still not over you, baby.
Gotta get over you, baby.
Gotta get it right.
You're not in my life.
I got to get over you, baby.
(Verse 1)
More passion is death. I ain't even askin' for sex. Askin' for rest for the rest of my life. When I choose to. In between time, I'm makin' music. I'm crucial. I'm Essential Worker. When it come to makin' music, my credentials make it essential for this murder. Who's up now? Don't let me catch your ass uptown. I would rather that, but now, I'ma chill, cause you got mad stuff around. People wanna block me. Indeed, I'm feelin' cocky. Sayin' what I need to say regardless, so play regardless, and you'll meet the rocks of The Earth.
(Hook)
Still not over you, baby.
Gotta get over you, baby.
Gotta get it right.
You're not in my life.
I got to get over you, baby.
(Verse 2)
I shine and I'm intelligent. Blinding every reverend behind me. By me, lookin' ahead. Back then. Look at where I be. Indeed, I'm fly. The reason why? I don't need Jesus to define why I sin. I'm my reason. Sippin' on wine like "what was he doin' then?" Just believe in a sin of then. Every day indeed could be November 10th. December 25th. Every day, November 25th. Ungh! November 10th, then. Listen to me get it in with my chin. Inviting. You get it? Stipend. Until then, no writing.
(Hook)
Still not over you, baby.
Gotta get over you, baby.
Gotta get it right.
You're not in my life.
I got to get over you, baby.
(Verse 3)
Every song is the greatest hit. Were you made to sit and listen? Please, grin. Let me be the reason. The deepest sin. I made a different pact now. The shit I have now is what you call entertainment. Charles gettin' strange for a little bit. Not doin' somethin' strange for some chump change. Just aimin' at different. Like Andre. 3000, The way I play. Wildin', I guess, but I'm pushin' it. Q-tip, if you look at it. On a bunch of wax. Niggas said they jumpin' back. Wow.
(Hook)
Still not over you, baby.
Gotta get over you, baby.
Gotta get it right.
You're not in my life.
I got to get over you, baby.
You still do it for me, Beloved...
#CH
