Too Much (feat. J.C & Pablo)

I just been thinkin' bout too much
Thinking 'bout the struggle and my brothers who get no love
Thinking bout the people at the bottom who was born tough
I know too many niggas who done trapped but they still show love, yea
I just been thinkin' bout too much
Thinking 'bout the struggle and my brothers who get no love
Thinking bout the people at the bottom who was born tough
I know too many niggas who done trapped but they still show love

Cause we ain't spreading love then who the fuck gone love us
You say everyone got money problems nigga shut up
You wouldn't know shit about the motherfuckin come up
You wouldn't know shit about them overnight sun up
Ain't even tired cause you thinkin' bout them hunnits
Dreaming bout the life you always wanted as youngin'
Never had nothing but we made it into something
Tired of the fake and all the liars and assumptions
I want some real love not a bitch who want some money (Nah, nah, nah)
Cause I really been through too much, yea yea
And lately I don't give no fucks
I been on my grind this ain't luck and I'll wait for my time, yea just wait til I'm up

I just been thinkin' bout too much
Thinking 'bout the struggle and my brothers who get no love
Thinking bout the people at the bottom who was born tough
I know too many niggas who done trapped but they still show love, yea
I just been thinkin' bout too much
Thinking 'bout the struggle and my brothers who get no love
Thinking bout the people at the bottom who was born tough
I know too many niggas who done trapped but they still show love

Sailing away, from the pain
Fading away, don't say my name
Day to day to day
Stuck in the rain when the people wanna doubt and never show how they appreciate
Failin' to pace, I'm on my wave
Just give me some space, I'll be okay yea
Drink to numb my pain
It's all a game, yea
I think back to the days when they used to laugh at me
Now they all comin' back tryina' dap up me
Like "man I said you was gon' make it one day"
"Boy I told you never pay attention to the hate"
It's funny now I remember when it was clear as day
The skies were gray and all I heard around me was the fake
Now my shit hot
Get up out my spot
Cookin' in the pot
I do my dance, not from Brooklyn ain't no Milly Rock
I got my fans and they down to ride wit what I got
Came from the ground, that's the bottom hit you with the rock
They love the sound, when the people go and blow it up
Yea they blow it up
Ya girl type thick and you know she know my name
She say she love my voice fuck her to the melody
She been tellin' me she down, yea I got the remedy
It's young Pablo on the mic check out the recipe now

I just been thinkin' bout too much
Thinking 'bout the struggle and my brothers who get no love
Thinking bout the people at the bottom who was born tough
I know too many niggas who done trapped but they still show love, yea
I just been thinkin' bout too much
Thinking 'bout the struggle and my brothers who get no love
Thinking bout the people at the bottom who was born tough
I know too many niggas who done trapped but they still show love