CHALLENGER'S RAP

• Love Overdose
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• (Verse 1)
• Glah bang a lot of niggas hating,
• My momma died, I can't get it off my mind, yeah,
• Rollin' through the club, all these vultures faking’,
• Eyes on my shine, but they can't touch my grind, uh,
• Flexing' real hard, got my fam by my side,
• If you ain't with the crew, then you ain't welcome inside,
• Bitches talk mad shit, like they know my struggle,
• But they ain't in the trenches, ain't ready for the hustle,
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• (Chorus)
• Love overdose, I’m high on the pain,
• Fake friends in the game, they just bring me shame,
• When I step in the spot, you can feel the flame,
• Respect the real ones, we ain't playing' no games,
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• (Verse 2)
• Thugs in the back, Rollin' dice, making' plans,
• Niggas moving' weight, but they ain't got no bands,
• Talkin' 'bout loyalty, but they quick to switch,
• Fake love from these bitches, man, I swear it’s a glitch,
• I'm out here bawling', with my eyes on the prize,
• All these snakes in the grass, I see through their lies,
• Shout out to my day ones, we rise in the storm,
• While these haters throw shade, we just keep it warm,
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• (Chorus)
• Love overdose, I’m high on the pain,
• Fake friends in the game, they just bring me shame,
• When I step in the spot, you can feel the flame,
• Respect the real ones, we ain't playing' no games,
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• (Bridge)
• God got my back, yeah, I’m blessed through the strife,
• Family first, we are tight, that’s the realest life,
• Niggas flexing' on the ‘Gram, but I see through the act,
• Still got love for my people, that’s a fact,
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• (Verse 3)
• In the booth, I’m a beast, let the rhythm combust,
• Haters throwing’ shade, but it’s just pointless dust,
• Got my mind on my mission, can’t afford to lose,
• All these fake friends vanish when you pay your dues,
• Now I’m living’ lavish, see the shine through the dark,
• From the block to the top, yeah, I’m hitting’ my mark,
• Love overdose, it’s heavy on my soul,
• But I rise above the hate, cause I’m destined for gold,
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• (Chorus)
• Love overdose, I’m high on the pain,
• Fake friends in the game, they just bring me shame,
• When I step in the spot, you can feel the flame,
• Respect the real ones, we ain't playing' no games,
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• (Outro)
• So, raise a glass high, toast to the real ones,
• We’ll laugh in the face of the fake and the dumb,
• In the club popping’ off, let the good vibes flow,
• Love overdose, now you know how it goes.