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Overall
Hip-Hop/Rap
Overall was released on January 30, 2026 by RMS Entertainment as a part of the album Secret's Out
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Release DateJanuary 30, 2026
LabelRMS Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Preston Wayne Martin
Preston Wayne Martin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Preston Wayne Martin
Preston Wayne Martin
Lyrics, Composer
Jon Barnea
Jon Barnea
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Barnea
Jon Barnea
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Ben J Birdwell
Ben J Birdwell
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Mama ain’t raise no bitch, but you Goddamn right that boy a dog
A lot of y’all out here princes thinkin’ you fly, you better watch out for frog
Y’all wanna talk about sticks, cool security stay with that analog
I’ll have y’all fucked up somewhere in the water, man dem makin’ y’all walk on logs
We been on the run, no jog
Can’t run from that smog
Y’all just run to the blog
I’m on the coast with a little ivory
Feel like Didier Drog’
Say you the shit, but nothin’ get clogged
Everything ‘bout me perfect, I don’t even wake up with no grog
RIP Kobe
Don’t fly into that fog, at all
I don’t fuck with you at all
They done fucked up puttin’ my back up against the wall
If it ain’t the bread I recommend you don’t call
You can smell it in the air, that money Lysol
I got no time for these bitches, no time for the mall
I’d rather do a deal they’ll send me anything I want
Everything is free, from the clothes and alcohol
I would say we doin’ pretty good overall
I got ‘em wrapped up, tortellini
Finna act up on the TV
In a black truck with a demon
Boy I lack love cuz I don’t need it
Gettin’ mad buckets shoulda seen it
Gilbert packed up the arenas
In a black tux, so prestigious
Money stacked up to the ceilings
Get it racked up like Venus
In a black Hellcat,
Vroom
Boy it’s bad luck if you seen us
Hard to act tough with a genius
We was shacked up, had to free us
Webster asked us what a lead is
Even when we comin‘ out the mountains
Not a damn one of y’all can reach us
I don’t fuck with you at all
They done fucked up puttin’ my back up against the wall
If it ain’t the bread I recommend you don’t call
You can smell it in the air, that money Lysol
I got no time for these bitches, no time for the mall
I’d rather do a deal they’ll send me anything I want
Everything is free, from the clothes and alcohol
I would say we doin’ pretty good overall
Only one to save it, boy I gotta be
I just told my mom and dad are proud of me
I’m the motherfuckin’ ticket in the lottery that everybody wanna be
You gotta give a lot to me
If you talkin’ ‘bout a star I go astronomy
I’m thinkin’ that you owe me the sweetest of apology
Walkin’ in and shutting down V Live not once, three times
And it happened so suddenly
Always knew that I would come and shut it down, no need for a pandemic
If I ever said I’m up I promise the man meant it
If I touch a beat then I’m makin’ it anthemic
If I wanna get a car then I’m swipin’ the damn debit
Devil tryna take me, scary, can’t let it
Luckily I’m smart, pretty and athletic
Anything he sends, he sees that the man read it
Think it’s ‘bout time to give me the damn credit, huh
I don’t fuck with you at all
They done fucked up puttin’ my back up against the wall
If it ain’t the bread I recommend you don’t call
You can smell it in the air, that money Lysol
I got no time for these bitches, no time for the mall
I’d rather do a deal they’ll send me anything I want
Everything is free, from the clothes and alcohol
I would say we doin’ pretty good overall
Montana!
Touchdown!
Written by: Jon Barnea, Preston Wayne Martin
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