Over It

Am I really that much to handle? Breakin' these niggas down like enamel (oh) Yet I'm ready to blow you out like a candle Can I really just blow you out like a candle? You a man, you say you the man (oh) You say you 'bout it, you say you got it planned (oh) I really wasn't tryna listen You say I ain't got no discipline (oh) And that there, why I wasn't listenin' (oh) But I need a nigga who can handle me Oh, I want a, a nigga who can handle me Oh Nigga keep your hands off me You wanna stay with me, but nigga, you just a fan of me (fan of me) Cuff your bitch, nigga Nigga, cuff your bitch Caught you slippin' and a nigga, hit a lick on you You really tellin' me that I could break you down like a gym, sweat? Fuck it, and catch me at V-Live I'll be sippin' D'Usse 'til I dizz-ie Actin' like he care, he just don't drizz-ive I be tryna numb the pain, I be so hizz-igh (oh) Fuck it, you can catch me in the Hills (oh) Watch me close 'cause I'll be poppin' pills (oh, oh) All I ask for you to keep it trill (oh) All I ask for you to keep it real, real, real Real, real, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh Real, real, trill, keep it one hunnid, oh no Not too much emotion, no, no You know I been fucked up, yeah, yeah I should keep it trill, trill for me I should keep it real, real, one hunnid --- Over It - Summer Walker