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Overthinking
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Overthinking은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2025년 5월 16일일에 300 Entertainment에서 발매되었습니다.Forever My Moment
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발매일2025년 5월 16일
라벨300 Entertainment
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크레딧

실연 아티스트
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
작사가 겸 작곡가
Darrell Gregory Jackson
Darrell Gregory Jackson
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
마스터링 엔지니어
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
믹싱 엔지니어
ChopSquad DJ
ChopSquad DJ
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가사

[Intro]
(Banger)
(The melody) Ayy, ayy, ayy
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger) Ayy
[Chorus]
I be stressing, I be overthinking, I'm my biggest critic
I be trippin', gotta remind myself sometimes that I'm that **** (Gotta remind myself sometimes)
If you can make ten thousand, you can make fifty, then a hundred, then a ticket
Now G Herbo, it's no limit (Go crazy)
Need a quarter B, that was my goal after ten million (That's my goal)
Went from broke in jail to free and rich, don't know that feelin' (Don't know that)
Ain't pick up my phone, but callin' me, you **** trippin' (Crazy)
Don't ask no **** why he hit yo' ho, 'cause she was with it, **** (Duh)
[Verse 1]
Neck and wrist blindin' (Blindin'), killers on that timin' (That timin')
Bro girl mad 'cause his phone off, bitch, he slidin' (Chill out)
We lookin' for who think they fuckin' with us, we can't find 'em (Where y'all at?)
He want some money, put him on, he fuck it up, slime him (Kill hm)
I don't wanna hear 'bout who fell off from who ain't been on
I don't need no flowers from no ****, my new AP rose
Hate these **** most, but right after that, I hate these hoes
Ain't got shit to do with Halloween, outside, it's two-three ghosts (Rolls-Royce)
[PreChorus]
I think I need a therapist (A therapist)
From all this shit that I be carryin'
I prayed and ran it up with no inheritance (With no inheritance)
Can't cap like I ain't scared of shit (Scared of shit)
Scared of my **** bein' on jealous shit
When they know they can get whatever quick (Woo)
[Chorus]
I be stressing, I be overthinking, I'm my biggest critic
I be trippin', gotta remind myself sometimes that I'm that **** (Gotta remind myself sometimes)
If you can make ten thousand, you can make fifty, then a hundred, then a ticket
Now G Herbo, it's no limit (Go crazy)
Need a quarter B, that was my goal after ten million (That's my goal)
Went from broke in jail to free and rich, don't know that feelin' (Don't know that)
Ain't pick up my phone, but callin' me, you **** trippin' (Crazy)
Don't ask no **** why he hit yo' ho, 'cause she was with it, **** (Duh)
[Verse 2]
'Member county jail Frosted Flakes, now them AP's frosted, gang (Uh-huh)
Careful how you talk to me, I get you paid to tap your brain (Bop)
Know some **** with a bag that'll spend they last on drink
How I know all that? 'Cause we sell it to them, fuck you think? (Duh)
Seen **** switch sides, seen **** dick ride
Seen they hoes gettin' ran, they get told, "Bitch, bye"
Bitch, I'm from the D, I had my first fight at the big slime
Know I'm from the road, leavin' the club, I exit with the nine (Nine)
[PreChorus]
I think I need a therapist (A therapist)
From all this shit that I be carryin'
I prayed and ran it up with no inheritance (It's all me)
Can't cap like I ain't scared of shit (I ain't scared of shit)
Scared of my **** bein' on jealous shit
When they know they can get whatever quick
[Chorus]
But I be stressing, I be overthinking, I'm my biggest critic
I be trippin', gotta remind myself sometimes that I'm that **** (Gotta remind myself sometimes)
If you can make ten thousand, you can make fifty, then a hundred, then a ticket
Now G Herbo, it's no limit (Go crazy)
Need a quarter B, that was my goal after ten million (My fuckin' goal)
Went from broke in jail to free and rich, don't know that feelin' (Fuck on)
Ain't pick up my phone, but callin' me, you **** trippin' (Fuck on)
Don't ask no **** why he hit yo' ho, 'cause she was with it, **** (Duh, ****)
[Outro]
Wrist blindin', killers on that timin'
Neck and wrist blindin', killers on that timin', ****
Neck and wrist blindin', killers on that timin'
Bro girl mad 'cause his phone off, bitch, he slidin'
Written by: Darrell Gregory Jackson, Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
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