Lyrics:
normal, like in dark brown
We're got too many blondes
You going with you, because we are in love
Miranda, I didn't receive your message
I don't use
cannot love you I won't even try
Numb to the pain so I can't even cry
Too many losses I prevail everytime
I put my life deep inside rhymes Yeh
(Uhhhh)
I
stopping me, I got too much grit
Yea well fuck your wishes, your career ain't worth spit
I'm only getting bigger, boy it's bit by bit
Man I'm feeling lucky
proud so I made it by default
I could've lost if I lost you (I could've have lost if I lost you)
So many losses I got lost too (So many losses I got
lie to my face
Said that I should cut my grass cause I'm surrounded by snakes
Not sure if that was metaphoric or if he had seen one today
I know what
fragile and timid
Pressed to the limit
12 years old, no household
From the start I was finished
Disowned by the biologicals
And adopted by rolling
we ghetto fabulous when you- Broke kids you just wanna get rich
Poverty stricken by this economy
Difference is it's apart of me
Probably why I
what a blessing
When I pull up at your block
Ain't no need for stressing
Me just passing by
Teaching and learning lessons
Too many things around me
Too
(that's right), J
Too many lies being told, it turned me into a cold individual
I stopped trusting people cause they made the trust pitiful
With lies
conned by love
To many plays not enough wins
Too many starts too many ends
Too many nearly's too many fars
Too many nights too few stars
Too many breaks
'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one
on the beep, beep, beep
Fill a, nigga to the rim like brim
Do a drive-by while I'm suckin' on a Endo stem
Mix Hennesey with Thunderbird, Gin and juice
I
I'm ready bitch
Motivate the gas
And I'mma spit like I never spit
You'll face shots, thunderbirds
Knock his head off riding round town
Hearing suckas
futures and paths
And how many of my rivals
I'ma put inside the past
Outlast any mothafucka in a confrontation
You want to meet your maker
Then you're
home
Making my way home
Too many, many, cold nights
I been in the dark, ma nigga
Too many, many, cold nights
I been in the cut, ma nigga
Too many, many
of fruit
I love you, boo
Yeah, Freaky Petey love you too, haha
You know how I do it (that goodie goodie)
You may look at me and think that I'm just
Too legit... Too legit to quit (three times)
Sweat running all over my chest (chest) I don't quit no!
I just press harder (Yea!) than I ever did
Well
I can say
That I've been
To places
Nobody ever went
I hope
But places
Still places
Places
I've been
Where nobody ever been
I've seen
So many
of fruit
I love you, boo
Yeah, Freaky Petey love you too, haha
You know how I do it (that goodie goodie)
You may look at me and think that I'm just
assault, animate things
Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beat
Buildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding
Casually create catastrophes, casualties
A black man, that not too many understand
Hey, baby! How you doin', homie?
What's happening, baby? I wanna get with you
A black man, that not too
want you
You
Too many drinks I'd done had tonight, I'm trying to figure out if you my type
Give her the bag when I done fumbled it twice, Louis Vuitton
to a chandelier
My flow a glass of Ace of Spade and yours a can of beer
Too many bitches, too many blunts, too many buttons
Not enough bullets, them niggas
Too many vibes
We can't even count the niggaz we lost
Its too many lives
They know not to spin wen we the block
Its too many guys
I gave him
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