Nipsey Hussle - Overtime (Instrumental) Prod. by Ralo Stylez, 1500 or Nothin' 

Something about this beat man. It just touches the soul 🏁

I can't explain the feeling of this song. It makes you happy and sad at the same time. It makes me reminisce on the past, look towards fhe future, makes you wanna lay back and chill, but also go after your dreams at the same time. It's the type of beat that everybody can relate to. R.I.P. Nipsey

One of the greatest instrumentals

I could listen to this beat all day everyday for the rest of my life … this song changed my life 🔥🔥🔥🔥🏁🏁🏁🏁🏁🏁

It's not just the sounds. But also the space around each note, that gives the vibes a feeling.

Miracles only reveal true potential if given a chance to come to fruition. Annonymous

this is like no other its unique great and meaningful it means something love nipsey

Love u cus and ty for everything u have done and meant to us. i will always listening to your music. You inspired me in so many ways, forever cus the marathon will continue for our people in the community of poverty.

My eyes squeezed so tight. This email can wait

When I first listened to the song I immediately looked for the instrument and it was nowhere to be found. And now a year later hear it is and this is the only one! I love this beat. I can meditate to this MF right here. Thank you guys so much!!!🔥🔥🔥

Great quality instrumental ✊🏼🔥🔥

R.I.P Nip

If u got that connection with the universe this beat is therapeutic

Lately I've been Underestimating How much I need Patience My vision won't work if I never Waited Hard work nd Dedication Let's get bacc' to Basics I can't hold Bacc on time that I Waisted Next in line I know I'ma make It

Blessings upon those 😎💎

We doing big things big houses big dreams. Bigger than you've ever seen. Big as big could ever be. So big you better beg for peace. Don't want to awake the beast. Is that my name coming out of your mouth better watch what you say about me. And my name running through the town. Word to wise learn to survive. Word on the streets is I am the reason. You can see the look in my eyes. I have arrived. Eyes on the prize I do it big. I am the realest there's no comparison are you serious. You hear the crowd they cheering. My hater's be all in their feelings. I'm representing for all of the real ones coming out of Boston. Bring your whole squad none of them can mess with me.

Over time is how I learnt to write.. I was in the studio all day an night Or maybe me I’m too suspicious Lost faith but kept my purpose coz I am religious.. got me thinking about niece an nephews in God’s m

I just heard this beat on NPR and recognized it immediately lol.

Why do I feel some sort of way when I hear this instrumental? A mixture of sad, yet fufilled - difficult to articulate into words. One of my favourite songs though

Overtime feel like it's no control a mine But fk it Suicides I'm a make it over line No role models Hussle was a prototype Til I die Family, work and manifest the rise Try for what you want And failure to me both is fine Can't be one of these scary boys gotta roll the dice

Very creative.

PEORIA, ILLINOIS…

Put it on speed 0.75x

🖖🏽🙏🏽❤️

🙏🏿♥️ 🌞 👑 🌞♥️🙏🏿

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I was ridin' 'round in the V-12 with the racks in the middle I was ridin' 'round in the V-12 With the racks in the middle Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ay I was riding 'round in the V-12 With the racks in the middle Had to pray to almighty God They let my dog out the kennel When you get it straight up out the mud You can't imagine this shit I been pullin' up in the drop Tops with the baddest bitches Young nigga been focused On my check (Mhmmhm) Got a new coupe wrapped Around my neck (Mhmmhm) Tryna put the water on my Patek (Mhmmhm) I got killers to the left of me (Mhmmhm) We was lurking on her Ain't show no mercy on her We was goin' back to back We put a curfew on her It was dark clouds on us But that was perfect for us We know you always crash and burn But it was working for us Limo tint the V-12, double Check the details Gotta cross my T's and dot my I's or I can't sleep well Millions off of retail Once again, I prevail Knew that shit was over from the Day I dropped my presale Hold up, let the beat build See me in the streets still I been fightin' battles up a steep hill They gave my road dog twelve It was a sweet deal And I been ridin' solo tryna rebuild Look I was riding 'round in the V-12 With the racks in the middle Had to pray to almighty God They let my dog out the kennel When you get it straight up out the mud You can't imagine this shit I been pullin' up in the drop tops With the baddest bitches Young nigga been focused on my check (Mhmmhm) Got a new coupe wrapped around my neck (Mhmmhm) Tryan put the water on my Patek (Mhmmhm) I got killers to the left of me (Mhmmhm) Look, under no condition Would you ever catch me slippin' Motorcaded shooters plus the Maybach chauffeur driven If they catch me wit' it They'll send me off to prison Judge ain't sympathizin' Court don't show forgiveness Engine in the Lambo drownin' out the music Sip Dior with the flowers Five gold cubans Champagne while I shop Hope I splurge foolish Closin' Escrow twice this month Both commercial units Damn, I wish my nigga Fatts was here How you die thirty somethin' After banging all them years? Grammy nominated In the sauna sheddin' tears All this money, power, fame and I can't make you reappear But I don't wipe 'em though We just embrace the only life we know If it was me, I would tell you "Nigga, live your life and grow" I'd tell you, "Finish what we started Reach them heights, you know? And gas the V-12 to the pipe and smoke" I was ridin' 'round in the V-12 With the racks in the middle Had to pray to almighty God they Let my dog out the kennel When you get it straight up out the mud You can't imagine this shit I been pullin' up in the drop tops With the baddest bitches Young nigga been focused On my check (Mhmmhm) Got a new coupe wrapped Around my neck (Mhmmhm) Tryan put the water on my Patek (Mhmmhm) I got killers to the left of me (Mhmmhm) Another million dollar bail That's just some regular shit See my granny on a jet Some shit I'll never forget Next day we flew to Vegas With my Puma connects We break bread, we ain't new to success Bleed music, invest, enterprise Take lucrative steps Cold game, but I knew it was Chess As a youth in the set Learn the game, you a student at best But it's a couple things you can expect Just like money know money, nigga Shooters respect other shooters We was both Don't want my crew on your neck I'm on the freeway in a drop It got me losing my breath I do the dash with the blues on the deck Mhmmhm Mhmmhm Mhmmhm Mhmmhm Mhmmhm Source: Musixmatch

does anyone know where the sample comes from ?

Thugs drop out before they og I’m not rich I’m not living in the oc I don’t drink I ain’t messing with that o.e Thankful to God for every second that I breath I’m a slave who is free The Lord gives peace Can’t drive with no keys I don’t wanna smoke weed I’m evil but I wanna be righteous Christ Jesus is my God for eternity I can keep praying through the violence even if someone is hurting me Lord please increase our faith and heal are unbelief Protect us in our sleep make us strong when we are weak The Lord is risen that is forever true If you believe in Christ your not destined to lose Holy is the name of God I am sinner who loves the law I don’t have a car it’s okay I’m not lost

Gotta light up to shit like this, nigga And I ain't even said it or wrote it yet I just feel it, you know? [Chorus] Yuh Overtime 'cause I ain't have a mic I was in that Chevy Yuh Overtime (Overtime) 'cause I ain't have a mic I was in that Chevy playin' Savage Life Niggas lookin' like I had it wrong (Wrong) Now them niggas know I had it right (Right) They don't know about them sleepless nights Them lookin' for a reason nights They say it's six degrees in life Opportunity, preparation, they meet, it's nice (Nice, nice) [Verse 1] You see me up in Neiman's, right? My chain and my pinky bright (Bright) I valet this Mercedes Benz (Benz) Lookin' like somebody that people like (Like) Can't but help to think how fake it is This world and this music biz I just want all of this paper, though (Paper, though) So maybe I could try and change this shit Maybe, me, I'm too ambitious Or maybe this a new dimension Maybe them, they too religious Maybe they judge my intentions But either way, I'm on my mission In the sky, for our love, I'ma tie a ribbon Life's a bitch, lady luck my woman Forever you my lady, I'm your fuckin' nigga Overtime (Overtime) 'cause I ain't have a mic (Overtime) I was in that Chevy playin' Savage Life Niggas lookin' like I had it wrong (Wrong) Now them niggas know I had it right (Right) They don't know about them sleepless nights Them lookin' for a reason nights They say it's six degrees in life Opportunity, preparation, they meet, it's nice (Nice, nice) [Verse 2] Cappin' for a cheaper price Hustlin' for a bucket, keep your sneakers tight Shoot a box, catch the cheapest flight If it land, thank you Jesus Christ (Christ) You ain't gon' get it till you see it right And jump off in this legal life Feel the pressure from your people, right? (Right?) Still choose to lead 'em right (Right) Sometimes I rap about my feature price (Price) Or all of my defeats in life They told me don't believe the hype But I felt like this 'bout myself before the mic

For the love for Money birth by sin Greed men in his Lust for power and control for earthly pleasures he sold his Soul only gain success and fame

Overtime shit gets boring .call it 10of pace .

one of the best instrumentals fr fr

R.I.P NIPSEY