Hit-Boy
Thought It Was Over...
[Intro]
Yeah, just when you thought it was over
When you thought it was over, look

[Verse]
I tap into the highest frequencies at my lowest
Back at it, I'm more wise, I'm more focused
Can't think of a single artist I can't go with
Toe-to-toe with, look
Everybody got two cents to pitch in
At this point I'm worth what, half a million?
A discount for the verse like two-fifty
Count it up if I miss count, start from the beginning
One of one like bands done
Two words to describe me, it's "stand up"
But I ain't no comedian, no jokes
All smoke for whoever want smoke
I done been through much worse
Learned to live with pain, roommates with the hurt
Tried to done me off, too late, didn't work
Hustle hard from the first to the first till they place me in first
And you know how I come with the H.B. beats
Brought it to Atlanta like it's A3C
No KC, everyday we cheat
Blow it all, get it back, then repeat
He said he don't fuck with Quentin Miller, he sleep
If he flock behind someone else, he sheep
Disses on the sneak, trust, we peep
They don't wanna see us eat, so we feast
Money's something that I generate monthly
Weekly, daily, hourly, minutely, secondly
[Outro]
Hahaha, haha, not second though
And you thought it was over