It's Over (feat. King South) - Gucci Mane, Bruno Mars & Kodak Black

It's up inside your head You got a voice that says You won't get past this one You won't win your freedom It's like a constant war And you wanna settle that score But you're bruised and beaten And you feel defeated This goes out to the heaviest heart Oh, to everyone who's hit their limit It's not over yet, it's not over yet And even when you think you're finished It's not over yet, it's not over yet Keep on fighting Out of the dark, into the light, it's not over Hope is rising Never give in, never give up, it's not over Yet, whoa Yet, whoa Oh, game set match Time to put it in your past, oh I feel the winter leavin' It's redemption season Long live the young at heart (here we are) Cheers to a brand new start (here we are) We're revived and breathing To live a life of freedom Oh, to everyone who's hit their limit It's not over yet, it's not over yet And even when you think you're finished It's not over yet, it's not over yet Keep on fighting Out of the dark, into the light, it's not over Hope is rising Never give in, never give up, it's not over Yet, woah Yet Until the kingdom comes We'll run 'til the race is won Don't you ever give up No, no, never give up Until the kingdom comes We'll run 'til the race is won Don't you ever give up We will never give up And oh, to everyone who's hit their limit And even when you think you're finished (It's not over yet) Oh, to everyone who's hit their limit It's not over yet, it's not over yet And even when you think you're finished It's not over yet, it's not over yet Keep on fighting Out of the dark, into the light, it's not over Hope is rising Never give in, never give up, it's not over Yet, whoa Yet, whoa Yet, whoa Yet, whoa

Wonder if the tears dry up way out west Where the rain don't fall, where the red sun sets Might take a couple tanks of 89 to find out Try and leave the heartbreak in the dust Find a clear rearview in this dang ol' truck Beat on the dash and put all the past behind Yeah, I'll drive 'til you're outta my mind Throw goodbye into high gear out here, into the night The where don't matter, it's all the same Make it San Diеgo or Santa Fe By the time that moving-on sun comеs up I'll be somewhere over us I've seen your silhouette dance in the Tuscon stars And your eyes cut right through the desert dark If your memory ain't gone, I ain't putting this thing in park Yeah, I'll drive 'til you're outta my mind Throw goodbye into high gear out here, into the night The where don't matter, it's all the same Make it San Diego or Santa Fe By the time that moving-on sun comes up I'll be somewhere over us Somewhere over us You're still in every turn So I'll keep cutting curves 'Til the road runs out of wind I'll be blurring these ol' white lines Yeah, I'll drive 'til you're outta my mind Throw goodbye into high gear out here, into the night The where don't matter, it's all the same Make it San Diego or Santa Fe By the time that moving-on sun comes up I'll be somewhere over us Somewhere over us

I've got my life laid out in front of me like roads drawn on a map I've had so many times where I slipped off the beaten path I took the time to see the picture and for what it's worth I'd walk a thousand miles without my shoes to make it work I swore to God that I'm never coming back Kept my faith when I was clapped Staring at the wall through a crack in the floor And these metal doors, they've got me trapped I gotta remind myself that my mind is strong, so I won't lose my head I've got my demons that I fight with every little thought and every breath I wear my heart up on my sleeve, so, my soul's exposed And I carry this disease, the weight of the holy ghost God, can you hear me? God is missing Take it back, take it back, my friend All the things that you said about the end This is it, this is me telling you it ain't over 'til it's over Give it up, give it up, my friend The score is settled even if you won't admit Sun is up, final hour without a doubt, it's over when it's over You've got your life laid out in front of you like a car crash Unconscious at the wheel 'cause you were driving too fast But if you took the time to check up in your rear-view mirror You'd see the things you're driving from are your biggest fears You gotta get back up from the wreckage above and walk right through the fire No matter what happens, the fact is that the flames keep getting higher You gotta keep it going, keep tiptoeing through the fire and the flames and the pain of knowing That the world is dark, gotta keep on going Gotta give that spark, gotta keep on glowing I wear my heart up on my sleeve, so, my soul's exposed And I carry this disease, the weight of the holy ghost God, can you hear me? God is missing Take it back, take it back, my friend All the things that you said about the end This is it, this is me telling you it ain't over 'til it's over Give it up, give it up, my friend The score is settled even if you won't admit Sun is up, final hour without a doubt, it's over when it's over So, please, please, just let me make my peace I refuse to let your words be the death of me Please, please, just let me live my life Stop living in my shadow and just make it right It's over, it's over, make it right Take it back, take it back, my friend All the things that you said about the end This is it, this is me telling you it ain't over 'til it's over Give it up, give it up, my friend The score is settled even if you won't admit Sun is up, final hour without a doubt, it's over when it's over It's over, it's over (It's over) This is it, this is me telling you it ain't over 'til it's over

Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me... Back to work nigga! I know y'all niggas miss this shit! Y'all know I don't wanna be In a penitentiary But that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy I be right back smoking weed Chilling with the family Cause that's my reality That shit might be a tragedy Starting out my week with a quarter boat Stupid strong and I won't sell a quarter o I got 5 on that cause I'm infamous Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite Fuck no, I ain't working for the minimum I'm going in, every weekend is a cinema So get a coke, hot dog and some candy bars I'm from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars I'm so high right now I want a? Let everybody in free I'm bringing all my cars And I don't wanna be locked up, hell no! But we got weight so? Excuse me for being gangsta, I'm crazy I couldn't have been a sissy Mama wouldn't have fed me I'm all-red and my beemer confetti I'm? 18 with the chevy I'm deadlift with a tool like freddy Not jackson, kruger, you smell me? And no push ups, just kush up No lay-ups, just? E a g a got bakers Eastside, can I roll through decatur I'm going hard for the squad I'm the major Anything move here, Gucci get paper