Too Many

Too many lies
Too many tried
Too many died
Too many wives
(Too many)
Too many trips
Too many whips
Too many cribs
Too many rooms
Too many jewels
Too many fools
Too many
Too many
Too many
(Too many)
Too many
(Too many)
Too many
(Too many)
Can't ever be too many
I got the goons with
I keep it loose with me
I gotta coupe with me
I gotta rule' with me
I keep it cool with me
I gotta ride out
I gotta slide out
Too many rides
Too many flights
Too many
Too many died
It's been too many lives
Too many cried
Too many ride for this
Too many tries for this
Too many lips
Smacking
Too many cracking jokes
Too many poles
Too many roles
Too many switching
Too many snitching
Too many bitching
Too many crips
Too many bloods
Too many thugs
Too many love
Too many
I'm outside
Too many eyes
Yeah, I can't even roll in peace
Everybody notice me
Everybody know that's me
I ain't even rob yo' ass
How you even know that's me
Boy you don't know these streets
Boy you don't know these heats
Too many guns
Too many ran
Too many run
Too many chumps
Too many pumps
And too many sticks
And too many bricks
And too many chicks
And too many wishes
And too many bitches
And too many sisters
And too many brothers
And too many mothers
Too many
Too many stacks
Too many racks
Too many bags
Too many packs
Too many sacks
Too many
Got too many
Got too many
It's way too many
Cant be too many
Too many
Too many space ships
Too many day trips
Too many day shifts
And too many nights
(Too many nights)
You don't know what too many's like
Too many

Can't be too many
Man it can't be too many
Cant never be too many
Ahh