Lirik Lagu Overnight - Logic
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Yeah, maybe this should just be the intro, like thisThat's it, squad, bitch
All these bad bitches say they love me, I already knowCheck the, check the ring that's on my finger 'cause I'm married, hoeThere he go, everybody know that boy pockets is swoleWhat's good? That sound familiar, never been here beforeLife good, 'cause I just got quoted two hundred a showOh no, oh no, two hundred a showOvernight, all this money that I've been makin', I gave it right backTo all of the people that made me, you know we like thatDon't know why your bitch wanna date me, but I can't fight thatGuess you ain't done shit for her lately, not on the right trackIf I think that shit sound good I gotta write thatWeed man knockin' on the door, I'll be right backPass the shit to 6ix, watch him light thatHit the studio, record the shit, then mix the shit, then master itAnd then we do the show and they recite thatBitch, I'm right back, told 'em 'bout my life, told 'em 'bout my lifeTold 'em I was broke as fuck too many nightsNow I see my name up on so many lights, but everybody prolly think this shit done happened, happened, happened
Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trap over–over–overnightPeople think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' (woo, woo)
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feelAll they ever do is hate the boy, but now they know the nameTell me how you really feel, how you really feelAll they ever do is hate the boy, but now I run the gameTell me how you really feel, how you really feelYou can hate now all you want, but shit won't ever be the sameTell me how you really feel, how you really feelYou can hate me, but I'm not the reason that your life is lame
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 bitch? (woo)I treated everybody with respect and now I'm rich (woo)I treated everybody with respectMaybe you got issues with your daddy, thoughMaybe you was bullied back in high schoolMaybe you are just a tool
Maybe you're the reason, you're the reasonThe reason I don't fuck with nobody, andMaybe you're the reason, you're the reasonThe reason I came up with nobody, andMaybe you're the reason, you're the reasonEverybody think this right here happened
Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trap over–over–overnightPeople think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' down, shit
All these bad bitches say they love me, I already knowCheck the, check the ring that's on my finger 'cause I'm married, hoeThere he go, everybody know that boy pockets is swoleWhat's good? That sound familiar, never been here beforeLife good, 'cause I just got quoted two hundred a showOh no, oh no, two hundred a showOvernight, all this money that I've been makin', I gave it right backTo all of the people that made me, you know we like thatDon't know why your bitch wanna date me, but I can't fight thatGuess you ain't done shit for her lately, not on the right trackIf I think that shit sound good I gotta write thatWeed man knockin' on the door, I'll be right backPass the shit to 6ix, watch him light thatHit the studio, record the shit, then mix the shit, then master itAnd then we do the show and they recite thatBitch, I'm right back, told 'em 'bout my life, told 'em 'bout my lifeTold 'em I was broke as fuck too many nightsNow I see my name up on so many lights, but everybody prolly think this shit done happened, happened, happened
Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trap over–over–overnightPeople think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' (woo, woo)
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feelAll they ever do is hate the boy, but now they know the nameTell me how you really feel, how you really feelAll they ever do is hate the boy, but now I run the gameTell me how you really feel, how you really feelYou can hate now all you want, but shit won't ever be the sameTell me how you really feel, how you really feelYou can hate me, but I'm not the reason that your life is lame
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 bitch? (woo)I treated everybody with respect and now I'm rich (woo)I treated everybody with respectMaybe you got issues with your daddy, thoughMaybe you was bullied back in high schoolMaybe you are just a tool
Maybe you're the reason, you're the reasonThe reason I don't fuck with nobody, andMaybe you're the reason, you're the reasonThe reason I came up with nobody, andMaybe you're the reason, you're the reasonEverybody think this right here happened
Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trap over–over–overnightPeople think this how this shit happened, but they never rightActing like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all thatHustlin' the streets like they trappin' and burnin' down, shit
