Jaz-O - It's Ova lyrics

[Jaz-O] Its the one, you ain't serious n***a [Hook - Jaz-O] The long wait is (ova) My patience is (ova) I took a leave let you breathe all that (ova) You caught amnesia you (ova) Non believer you (ova) You the worst don't you know? no? [Jaz-O] I be in it till its (ova) Look at your name, same as the letters of your god People put it together Ain't finished but you (ova) Nooks in your game Crooked and lame Say my name, put your palms together Where did you learn the verse Get a burner first That make all concern disperse Flashback a few thousand days When you were coming of age f**in with me? Chief points time in the cage Jaz dollars got you (ova) But you ain't knowin' You got around and them damn Stan Smiths weren't rollin' Little Hova think it (ova) Cautiously though you main ace (?) of course was me Out of necessity but hatred had you crossin me The flossin Boxster Porches be You find out, you lost it B Thoughts of my fifth Drippin n***as like a f**ed up faucet be Rap game put in work Crack game put in work f** you mean Jaz wouldn't work? Grimey n***as like you get put in dirt Turn a mother f**in nusience into a drop top human Jaz-O takin (ova) You know my credits Ain't no n***a BUT ME produce your first hit record Junior shows (ova) Ashamed in a crime When your partners got time and you out here rhymin Memph weak is (ova) Tweeta Geda is (ova) Little hoes went (ova) Board y'all over I heard y'all (ova) The radio (ova) No, no no! Y'all stupid, Free puff I thank ya Too dumb to know that I shanked ya Too young to know my gangsta Hows life? Must be dead Runnin reds round way you used to rest your head A'yo I heard Malik got jooks Word? A'yo I heard he got jooks again Word a** n***a Y'all hardly k**, and y'all hardly real And ain't no such place as Marcyville Your exposed you (ova) Best believin, the best man speakin Leavin your (?) Your problems ain't (ova) Your damaged par' I couldn't shoot my brother unless he was beatin on mom Yous a fake friend (ova) My patience is (ova) Your hate is flowin (ova) sh** got you goin over caught amnesia you (ova) Non believer you (ova) Don't you know? No? The bullsh** is (ova) The world is listenin I'm the Gene Hackman in Heist The game's Jason Richardson Play cleaner hack me I'm right n***as chose yo' fate Jaz-O in a golden state Shows (ova) I told ya (ova) Hova? (ova) Call me copter I ho-ver (ova) Fo's roll (ova) Play dead, no? No? Me? Doubled a gift, none of the curse Read by the best though weathered the worst Street n***as savy second nature never reherse Except for the verse And there are cla**ic, plastic ba*tards Marcy the Foundation, the game is mastered Some n***as are grown, some manufactured Some pack ratchets, and clap you backwards And some run track like f*ggots Lets go! Move yo' silly a** (ova) Word to holme No show at my video, you worthless holmes These days sh** is overly strange Some n***a walkin round Brooklyn with a Roc-A-Fella piece and chain [Hook] [Outro to fade] Say somethin Say somethin motha f**a This Kingz County This Jaz-O Y'all know where I'm at Lets be real about it Y'all can't f** with me