Sage Francis - Over Under lyrics

[Intro:] You get over me You get over me You get over me You, you [Verse 1:] Babygirl I done been over myself (out of myself) Over the counter and under the shelf Into the wild-wild hidin' wealth You think really gonna tell me to do nothing else Hurled insults to me like that sh** helps Got a malleable muscle in my chest Yes it breaks (it heals) it freezes (it melts) It sees itself in the worst of light And it curses the day that I learned to write The guys are all “Do you even lift bro?” sh** no I don’t, girls are like “Ew He drive a Prius, he saving money, he’s hoarding cash Who does he think he is? What’s the point of living if you can’t ball and flash?" (Balderdash!) Even more than half of them broads don’t have a pa**port I’m a citizen of the world, girl, I couldn’t take you there if you asked for it Oh I know, get over myself, all you see is me holding myself What you don’t see is an OG oak tree protecting the forest like nobody else I pop that lumberjack venemous beard, had a gold digger won by the end of the year I let it get so long I could f** it, after that I’ll let you cut it Shyeah, I’m over myself so much that I’m just looking down on myself As I watch everybody try to bad talk pride And they constantly strive to be proud of themselves Follow the beat of another conundrum Get out of the heat, rent a cottage in London I’m on a retreat and I’m under the a**umption No matter where I go there I am Middle-earth excursion, head to New Zealand Shoot for the stars and I’m breaking the ceiling Center of the Universe, can’t shake the feeling no matter where I go there I am [Bridge:] Honey I been over myself, out of my self Extra extra large, rocking s**y socks with garter belts You ain’t really gots to tell me nothing (you already said) You ain’t really gots to say Nathan (god damn broken record) [Verse 2:] Oh I know, I know I let myself go I simply slipped through my own pathetic crib Can never really get a firm grasp of my true inner glow But tell me the truth, you’re more pissed that I let go of you cause it was overdue In person your life don’t look nearly as well put together as all your photos do But that’s ok but eventually, since you push me, since you press me f** your non-stop, toxic, drama carpetbagging, f** your selfie Oh I’m the pig, you’re trying to strangle me in a blanket though You’re a GMO seed of breed in my organic garden Wanting my resources to make it grow (oh hell no) It’s a courtesy call-back, let the pilot fly I’ll be your emergency contact if you’ll be my ride or die Could’ve followed the pride and then follow the footsteps Out of my mind I'm not out of the woods yet I’m trying to find a location that’s good yet No matter where I go there I am [Outro:] Over the counter and under the shelf Into the wild-wild hidin wealth You ain't really got to tell me to do nothing else Cause I've heard it all before from a sharper tongue with a lot more scorn Performing self flagellation with improper form until the copper’s gone (Over myself, out of myself) (Extra extra large)