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over n over - sketty lyrics

[verse 1]
every day feels the same like i’m on repeat
once again, it’s hard getting on my feet
i wanna work for that g, and that k*dot feat
prolly neva gonna get it, but just let a honky dream

last album was trash, “king cob” was alright
but now i’m in a stu, and i can spew all night
you’ll be tired of my b*tchin by the end of this lp
but i’m being honest with myself, b*tch i am being me

[chorus]
every day feels the same like i’m on repeat
working hard to get up, just to fall back to my knees
i need support, i need a crutch or a break in cycle
this album seems despondent, but trust i am still spiteful

if you p*ssies wanna laugh, i’ll give you c*nts a show
smoke bowls? h*ll no, i’mma go improve my flow
you can sabotage your success with the devil’s reefer
while i go hang with my girl, yeah she’s a keeper

[verse 2]
every day feels the same like i’m on repeat
all the insults hurt the same, i’m feeling signs of defeat
i’m exhausted, you don’t think i know my flaws
but you remind me, i feel them plastered on my godd*mn walls
the scuffs and roughs, remind me if i’m off the cuff
you can never call my bluff, my poker face solid enough
and my flow abysmal, but i think this’ll get streams
if i’m honest enough, i just might win a few grammies (nope.)

[chorus]
every day feels the same like i’m on repeat
working hard to get up, just to fall back straight to my knees
i need support, i need a crutch or a break in cycle
this album seems despondent, but trust i am still spiteful

[verse 3]
every day hurts the same, god just let me breathe
yell into the void, i wonder if it sees me, i scribble these
lyrics cus my parents won’t send me to therapy
self*healing, its soothing, spitting bars loosely

loose leafs in loose lips, spillin all the tea
is it intrigue or is it simply jealousy
or is it self*indulgence, or a distraction from your problems
hearin bout the drama, either your friends or your “oppas”
[verse 4]
trust me you do not have opps, your a white b*tch from ohio
the only opps was the veggies, that my parents you swallow
do not wallow in fake abuse, claimin my momma made you hurt
cus you ain’t seen all of the tears she poured out her heart for you first

my daddy is a monster? the man who waited in the parking lot
when you broke your ankle, cus the road was covered up in frost
wanted to make sure you were safe when your boyfriend drove you home
notice i said “my,” not “our,” you are on your own

[verse 5]
my plan was to cut you off, like a malignant tumor
but my momma didn’t want that, and i really listened to her
you confront her in public so you can lie without remorse
and she cannot call you out without looking a hor*

*rible person, which is false… f*ck your sabotage
f*ck your claim to call cps and take my daddy’s job
f*ck you for lying to me, you told me when you moved away
that we would talk and play more, i’m still waiting for that day

- sketty lyrics

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