Too Much
Too much (You) are
Too much girl
Look
Blow trees Too much
Know it's breezy in the islands
Say I
Too much
How I pull up if I'm whiling
Know I rap too much
I felt gifted when I'm styling
Times tickin and I'm whinin
Tryna get up right behind ya
Wait pause
I get so out of breath
When I'm beside ya
If you lost
I'm down to find ya
In my head don't need reminders
Like I'm nearing close to death
I'm bout to die when
I'm inside ya
In the East and in the West
You North and South like Carolinas
Ooo
Still summers and fridgid winters
You riding through
Through long nights and
Early mornings
You riding too
And if we hittin home base
I guess you sliding too
But still ain't good enough a reason to Confide in you
Still get caught with women and I Know it hurts to lie to you
Said that I'm that nigga
But I'm just another guy to you
Homies in a jam and
If they sliding
Then I'm slidin too
I guess you lying too
So what am I to do
Still named Flash
Heroes hurdle every Obstacle
Vision on the screen and
Every wire laid is Optical
Music saved my life and all you Niggas think It's optional
Guess that's why they trash and We performing at the optimal
Wonton bomb and the sauce i drips Phenomenal
Pitch punch lines and you niggas Sorta Comical
(But)
Really I ain't laughing
Less we chillin and Gassing
Big blunts we passin fam say we some Dragons
Ooo
I hope you riding too
Said I laugh too much
Only believe me when I'm jokin
Said I Gas too much
Only see me when I'm smoking
Yes I crash too much
Even speedin while I'm loafin
I push big doors open
Hella luggage how in toting
I
Split heads break bread
By the break of dawn
If you bitches never see me
Don't hit up my phone
Swear to god you wouldn't Believe me if i said what's wrong
Not enough is what I'm feeling when I'm in
My
Quit the politicking
Talks like I'm misogynistic
You swear I'm wanting Something
Really I'm just tryna kick it
The problem is you think I'm so Concerned
With other bitches
So now the thought of bending backwards Got you really Flipping
I really sought to say this humbly we was never trippin
I know you blame me
Always claiming we was playing Victim
You never knew me
If you claiming bad was my Intentions
So let's give thanks that we got Caught in love and dis-positions
Real shit
Missionary
Still my favorite mission
Spine-arched
Back-breaking
Hope we switch positions
Fine arts
Pen strokes
Before I paint my vision(s)
Wine starts
You get to flooding but
I'm never slipping
I know I probably say this often
But I'm never quitting
Know them niggas know me
As the homie
Spitting what was written
Summers in Nairobi
Way I'm switching heat up in the Kitchen
Something like mulattos
Ain't no telling
When we get to mixing.
Things that I'm saying
No, I'm not tryna press you
Ijust get so impatient
These days you don't Acknowledge
All these things that I'm facing
You say that I'm Too much
Guess I'm gone need a Replacement
Okay I'm still lost
Okay I'm still lost
Look baby you don't always
Hear these things that I'm saying
No, I'm not tryna press you
I just get so impatient
These days you don't Acknowledge
All these things that I'm facing
You say that I'm Too much
Guess I'm
Gone need a Replacement
Gone need a replacement
Too much
Too much girl
Look
Blow trees Too much
Know it's breezy in the islands
Say I
Too much
How I pull up if I'm whiling
Know I rap too much
I felt gifted when I'm styling
Times tickin and I'm whinin
Tryna get up right behind ya
Wait pause
I get so out of breath
When I'm beside ya
If you lost
I'm down to find ya
In my head don't need reminders
Like I'm nearing close to death
I'm bout to die when
I'm inside ya
In the East and in the West
You North and South like Carolinas
Ooo
Still summers and fridgid winters
You riding through
Through long nights and
Early mornings
You riding too
And if we hittin home base
I guess you sliding too
But still ain't good enough a reason to Confide in you
Still get caught with women and I Know it hurts to lie to you
Said that I'm that nigga
But I'm just another guy to you
Homies in a jam and
If they sliding
Then I'm slidin too
I guess you lying too
So what am I to do
Still named Flash
Heroes hurdle every Obstacle
Vision on the screen and
Every wire laid is Optical
Music saved my life and all you Niggas think It's optional
Guess that's why they trash and We performing at the optimal
Wonton bomb and the sauce i drips Phenomenal
Pitch punch lines and you niggas Sorta Comical
(But)
Really I ain't laughing
Less we chillin and Gassing
Big blunts we passin fam say we some Dragons
Ooo
I hope you riding too
Said I laugh too much
Only believe me when I'm jokin
Said I Gas too much
Only see me when I'm smoking
Yes I crash too much
Even speedin while I'm loafin
I push big doors open
Hella luggage how in toting
I
Split heads break bread
By the break of dawn
If you bitches never see me
Don't hit up my phone
Swear to god you wouldn't Believe me if i said what's wrong
Not enough is what I'm feeling when I'm in
My
Quit the politicking
Talks like I'm misogynistic
You swear I'm wanting Something
Really I'm just tryna kick it
The problem is you think I'm so Concerned
With other bitches
So now the thought of bending backwards Got you really Flipping
I really sought to say this humbly we was never trippin
I know you blame me
Always claiming we was playing Victim
You never knew me
If you claiming bad was my Intentions
So let's give thanks that we got Caught in love and dis-positions
Real shit
Missionary
Still my favorite mission
Spine-arched
Back-breaking
Hope we switch positions
Fine arts
Pen strokes
Before I paint my vision(s)
Wine starts
You get to flooding but
I'm never slipping
I know I probably say this often
But I'm never quitting
Know them niggas know me
As the homie
Spitting what was written
Summers in Nairobi
Way I'm switching heat up in the Kitchen
Something like mulattos
Ain't no telling
When we get to mixing.
Things that I'm saying
No, I'm not tryna press you
Ijust get so impatient
These days you don't Acknowledge
All these things that I'm facing
You say that I'm Too much
Guess I'm gone need a Replacement
Okay I'm still lost
Okay I'm still lost
Look baby you don't always
Hear these things that I'm saying
No, I'm not tryna press you
I just get so impatient
These days you don't Acknowledge
All these things that I'm facing
You say that I'm Too much
Guess I'm
Gone need a Replacement
Gone need a replacement
Too much
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Writer(s): Shamir Dominique
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