Lyrics:
city walks by outside
You say that you'll come over later but baby it's too late tonight
Last December
Move through Union Station
Always felt good in
me your new Ed
My garments cost an arm and a leg
Man are like "Skeppy, you're killing 'em
Dread" taliban stylee, we kamakaze
Too much style for
a diva
Heard her said I give her shivers got bad habits like Ed Sheeran
You know I'm a sinner and a kneeler so a winner
Niggas got a grievance keep they
ass, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What!
Projects too hot, niggas better hope we never hit rock
'Cause then we gonna run up in your spot
the gun blew
Question is, "from who? ", numb you
Like a 100 cc's of morphine taken daily
Keep out of reach of your offsprings
Too hot to handle, too
on)
Life is too short to get caught up in some dumb s***
Wake up one day, 40 years old on some bumb s***
Time flew by, you was too fly to see
fucking joint is massive when I pass its taking four of us
We're being lied too by the doctors and coroners
Continue sitting stagnant you fucking ornaments
too, too hot, baby
Too hot to handle
Yeah, I was too, too hot
Too hot to handle
Wink of an eye, the feelings ran high
A real rock and roll molest
too, too hot, baby
Too hot to handle
Yeah, i was too, too hot
Too hot to handle
Wink of an eye, the feelings ran high
A real rock and roll molest
the game my brudda i wanna be on stage
Put a lil something on his buy up for christmas day
I was Ed Sheeran when they came & dropped me the affray
Any
Chappel
Macaroni time with Chief Keef
Playing m.g yeah no cheat sheet
Eating my dinner its cold
Play Ed Sheeran? Then I gotta go
Never let them know your
time I do it makes me laugh
When did your eyes get so big?
Two years ago
We should have burned that wig!
No! I meant Photograph by Ed Sheeran!
Oh,
too, too hot, baby
Too hot to handle
Yeah, I was too, too hot
Too hot to handle
Wink of an eye, the feelings ran high
A real rock and roll molest
Been workin 20 hours and the music was forgot
Been writing too long, I need a change of plot
Who wants to be Ed Sheeran why would you
The only thing that
wit this chop just like he Ed sheeran
steering
Wanna go big like ed but see money wise l'm not Sheeran
Wanna go B.I.G like the notorious
Like Ariana Grande wont stop till I'm victorious
on please Ed Sheeran is torturous
Now we got to get through it like sadness
Oh
Back in your home city I'm back in my old town
Tell me when you're ready I'm
like Ed Sheeran Nigga keep me up now, hope you got insurance
And I get to talk to the head like a certain old gang
Money, power, respect, and my name
you ready for this
'Cause my body too bootylicious for yo babe
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I
body too bootylicious for ya babe
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
Baby, can you handle this?
I don't think you can handle this!
Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, I can't trust it, so I stay high
Sayin' he was outta town - n**** crossed the border
Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
I'll send another n**** out to handle beef for me
order at the deli they know what I eat
Can't eat infront of my friends
If I eat than I'm sheeran like Ed
She know me she know ima dog
Before I eat it ima
Just keep your voice low, T-Boz
Bare mouth, beatbox
You're such a jar, sweet shop
Grab that guitar, Ed Sheeran
I wish a gal would, no treetop
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