Logic - Overnight lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, maybe this should just be the intro, like this That's it, squad, b**h [Verse 1] All these bad b**hes say they love me, I already know Check the, check the ring that's on my finger 'cause I'm married, ho There he go, everybody know that boy pockets is swole What's good? That sound familiar, never been here before Life good, 'cause I just got quoted two-hundred a show Oh no, oh no, two-hundred a show Overnight, all this money that I've been makin', I gave it right back To all of the people that made me, you know we like that Don't know why your b**h wanna date me, but I can't fight that Guess you ain't done sh** for her lately, not on the right track If I think that sh** sound good I gotta write that Weed man knockin' on the door, I'll be right back Pa** the sh** to 6ix, watch him light that Hit the studio, record the sh**, then mix the sh**, then master it And then we do the show and they recite that b**h, I'm right back, told 'em 'bout my life, told 'em 'bout my life Told 'em I was broke as f** too many nights Now I see my name up on so many lights. but everybody prolly think this sh** done happened, happened, happened [Chorus] Overnight, people think this how this sh** happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite Seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin' the streets that they trap over–over–overnight People think this how this sh** happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' (woo, woo) [Bridge 1] Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel All they ever do is hate the boy, but now they know the name Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel All they ever do is hate the boy, but now I run the game Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel You can hate now all you want, but sh** won't ever be the same Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel You can hate me, but I'm not the reason that your life is lame [Verse 2] Tell me, is it really so hard? Really so hard, to be a good person? Tell me, is it really so hard, really so hard, to stop acting like a b**h? (woo) I treated everybody with respect and now I'm rich (woo) I treated everybody with respect Maybe you got issues with your daddy, though Maybe you was bullied back in high school Maybe you are just a tool [Bridge 2] Maybe you're the reason, you're the reason The reason I don't f** with nobody, and Maybe you're the reason, you're the reason The reason I came up with nobody, and Maybe you're the reason, you're the reason Everybody think this right here happened [Chorus] Overnight, people think this how this sh** happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite Seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin' the streets that they trap over–over–overnight People think this how this sh** happened, but they never right Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Hustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' down, sh**