Too Much (feat. Leeskiii)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Aye)
Whoa
And I been wanting real love
But is that too much to ask
And lately I don't give a fuck
Cause you don't love me back
And Imma slide with the bros
Yeah, Imma go get this cash
I could never lie to a hoe
She was holding me back (She was holding me back)
Holding me back, ay (Aye aye)
I just need to get it, staying so committed
Goin' to the cash bae
Yeah, I'm gonna go and get it fast babe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You a rookie, I'm a vet sir
And just a note, kings do not hang around with jesters
I'm gettin' all this cheese, yeah you could call me Chester
Gon' stay focused, my mindset is the true finesser
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah, yessir
Runnin' through a bitch, that's right, had to hit the swish like Mike
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta do this shit all night, 'fore you do that shit think twice
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runnin' through a bitch, that's right, had to hit the swish like Mike
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta do this shit all night, fucking on your bitch I might, yeah
Yeah, and I'm high
Like suicide
That's 815
Come pick a side
With my ride or dies
We gonna slide
So pick a side
And I been wanting real love
But is that too much to ask (Too much to ask)
And lately I don't give a fuck
Cause you don't love me back
And Imma slide with the bros
Yeah, Imma go get this cash
I could never lie to a hoe
She was holding me back
Blast off, mask off, speeding like it's nascar
Jumping in the crowd like a motherfuckin' rockstar
I make it look easy, you niggas make this shit too hard
Skrt off out the lot, me and my gang we in like two cars
Gas too strong, think I'm floating in the clouds
KD just passed me the wood, don't think I'm ever coming down
She callin' my phone cause she say she love my sound
I can't fall in love but I hate to see you frown
When I'm off the drugs, I can't feel my face
I'm so high, I think the gas is taking me to space
I got niggas in my corner ain't scared of no case
She said that she fell in love like get up out my face
And I just wanted real love
Is that just too much to ask
And lately I been chasing love
But it's like my heart's made of glass
And I been wanting real love
But is that too much to ask (Too much to ask)
And lately I don't give a fuck
Cause you don't love me back
And Imma slide with the bros
Yeah, Imma go get this cash
I could never lie to a hoe
She was holding me back (She was holding me back)
Said she was holding me back, ay
Yeah (Aye)
Whoa
And I been wanting real love
But is that too much to ask
And lately I don't give a fuck
Cause you don't love me back
And Imma slide with the bros
Yeah, Imma go get this cash
I could never lie to a hoe
She was holding me back (She was holding me back)
Holding me back, ay (Aye aye)
I just need to get it, staying so committed
Goin' to the cash bae
Yeah, I'm gonna go and get it fast babe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You a rookie, I'm a vet sir
And just a note, kings do not hang around with jesters
I'm gettin' all this cheese, yeah you could call me Chester
Gon' stay focused, my mindset is the true finesser
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah, yessir
Runnin' through a bitch, that's right, had to hit the swish like Mike
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta do this shit all night, 'fore you do that shit think twice
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah
Runnin' through a bitch, that's right, had to hit the swish like Mike
Aw, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gotta do this shit all night, fucking on your bitch I might, yeah
Yeah, and I'm high
Like suicide
That's 815
Come pick a side
With my ride or dies
We gonna slide
So pick a side
And I been wanting real love
But is that too much to ask (Too much to ask)
And lately I don't give a fuck
Cause you don't love me back
And Imma slide with the bros
Yeah, Imma go get this cash
I could never lie to a hoe
She was holding me back
Blast off, mask off, speeding like it's nascar
Jumping in the crowd like a motherfuckin' rockstar
I make it look easy, you niggas make this shit too hard
Skrt off out the lot, me and my gang we in like two cars
Gas too strong, think I'm floating in the clouds
KD just passed me the wood, don't think I'm ever coming down
She callin' my phone cause she say she love my sound
I can't fall in love but I hate to see you frown
When I'm off the drugs, I can't feel my face
I'm so high, I think the gas is taking me to space
I got niggas in my corner ain't scared of no case
She said that she fell in love like get up out my face
And I just wanted real love
Is that just too much to ask
And lately I been chasing love
But it's like my heart's made of glass
And I been wanting real love
But is that too much to ask (Too much to ask)
And lately I don't give a fuck
Cause you don't love me back
And Imma slide with the bros
Yeah, Imma go get this cash
I could never lie to a hoe
She was holding me back (She was holding me back)
Said she was holding me back, ay
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Writer(s): Kolton Tyler
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