Over Again
Young Noble Lyrics

Aye yo is heaven got a ghetto then I'm chillin' with Yak
If there's a ghetto in heaven, I want to hang out with my friend Yak.

And if heaven got a ghetto then I'm visiting Pac
If there's a ghetto in heaven, I want to visit my friend and fellow rapper, Tupac.

Cause the world down here So cold thru my eyes
I perceive the world as cold and unforgiving.

And my first piece of work got sold when I was 9 And I didn't realize what I was doing was wrong
I sold my work (likely drugs) when I was very young, and didn't understand the gravity of my actions at the time.

Mom Duke was smoked out And my pop was gone
My mother was a drug addict and my dad wasn't around.

I got a big brother Shawn I don't see him a lot Even though we fight yo I still love him a lot
I have a brother named Shawn, and although we don't see each other much and sometimes fight, I still love him.

My uncle Carl just died And I couldn't even cry I couldn't even sleep Couldn't even get high
My uncle Carl recently passed away, and I was so upset I couldn't even cry or do anything, including my usual coping mechanism of getting high.

My girl catch me 8 in the morning Sometimes writing rhymes Pain trapped inside Like I got something to hide
My girlfriend caught me writing rhymes at 8 in the morning. I use writing music to deal with the pain inside me, like I have something to hide.

It's enough to make a grown man cry When you gotta sit back And watch a grown man die
It's enough to make a grown man cry when you have to watch someone die right in front of you.

The pot of gold ain't promised at the end But I'll do it all over if I had to again
The end doesn't always mean prosperity or happiness, but if I had to go through it all again, I would.

(cause I gave me all)
I gave everything I had.

And ain't nobody give me a damn thing I had to go out and get it mayne (get that dough)
I didn't receive any help, I had to make my own way in life and earn my money.

It ain't all about the money But ain't a damn thing funny when ya hungry (hard times come)
Money isn't everything, but when you're hungry and hard times come, it's no laughing matter.

But I ain't the one to run I stay in the trenches until the job is done (I will not fail)
I refuse to run from my problems; I will persevere until I succeed.

Aye yo I'm playing to win And if I had to I'll do it again
I am always playing to win and I would do it all again if I had to.

Me and my mom at the same time doin' a little bid I was dumb keepin' coke in the crib
My mother and I served a little time in jail simultaneously, and I made a mistake by keeping cocaine in our house.

I had to learn not to stash where you live But I was up makin' money from her friends
I learned not to keep drugs in my own house, but I still made money by selling to my mother's friends.

I wanna live Cause back then we wasn't doing too good But I did what I could to get my mom out the hood
I wanted to live because times were tough, but I did whatever I could to get my mom out of poverty.

I grew up in the ghetto But she raised me right Even though I was young Stayin' out all night
I grew up in a poor neighborhood, but my mother raised me with good values. However, I still made bad choices like staying out all night when I was young.

Make some money on my own So I thought I was grown Hennessy kept me warm Imma sleep on the floor
I made my own money and thought I was grown up, but alcohol kept me warm and I slept on the floor.

Believe in the Lord Better yet -- believe in yoself It might be nobody there when you need some help
Believe in God, or even better, believe in yourself. There may not be anyone around when you need help.

Hard times back then Made me stronger within And I'll do it all over if I had to again
My difficult past made me stronger inside, and I would go through everything all over again if I had to.

I ask myself sometimes do I deserve all this I ask myself sometimes is it worth all this I ask myself sometimes do they feel my pain I ask myself sometimes is it really a game
I question whether I deserve the success I have, whether the cost of it all is worth it, whether people understand my pain, and whether the rap scene is genuine or just a game.

Some cats get jealous Wanna shoot me in my back
Some people get jealous and may even resort to violence.

I ask myself sometimes do I really got homies Will anybody care if I wasn't gettin' money
I question whether my friends are truly loyal and whether they would stick around if I wasn't wealthy.

I ask myself sometimes can I last in this I ask myself sometimes can I mash to this I ask myself sometimes can I do it again
I question whether I have the endurance to keep going in the rap industry, whether I can keep up with what's current, and whether I can go through everything again.

But that ain't even a question Imma souljah til the end (to the end)
But these questions are irrelevant; I am a soldier until the very end.