Too Much Love (Believe in Me)

I'm doing exactly what they didn't want me to
Why would I take advice from those who I partially knew
Handshake or handout may arms won't extend that way
Foot on the throat of a hater it's gon' end that way
Notice I'm chopping the lawn
It's brain over brawn, I'm keeping the cutter for snakes
This shotty is loud as a bomb
Let's go Vietcong, the IED set for the fakes
I never did need me pawn
Just got me a queen, she holding me down like a stake
They passing the gossip baton
Its not what it seems unless you heard it from the face
Niggas will gas you up, deep down wish yo passions fall
Nigga I know I'm it, get off my dick and Dragon Balls
Niggas start throwing shots, I catch them hoes like Randy Moss
A nigga controlling cost, I'm trying to blow like cannon balls
Heart on my sleeve I got a new arm yeah
They took advantage when I was too warm yeah
Blood boiling cold I'm I'm a new form yeah
You ain't seen shit yet you a newborn yeah

Showed too much love, Showed too much love
Now I'm fucked up
Who can I trust? Who can I trust?
Hope I luck up
Covered in blood, Covered in blood
I've been roughed up
You can get touched, You can get touched
What the fucks up?
Showed too much love, Showed too much love
Now I'm fucked up
Who can I trust? Who can I trust?
Hope I luck up
Covered in blood, Covered in blood
I've been roughed up
You can get touched, You can get touched
What the fucks up?

Now I'm fucked up
Hope I luck up
See I came to the realization man
It's like the algorithms tryna' stop me
People tryna' stop me
Society's tryna'-
Nah ain't nobody stopping me, nothings stopping me

Gon' pipe that shit up
Phone still jumping ain't pick up
If it ain't bout money I don't get up
Try to wrap down get lit up
Oh this the same song. What you didn't know?
Now I'm in my zone a nigga finna blow

Believe in me
Don't be misleading
Hope you believe in me
'Cause the ones who down to ride gonna fly pick a side
Believe in me
Don't be misleading
Hope you believe im me
'Cause the ones who down to ride gonna fly pick a side

Aim too good don't need an extendo
Point that hoe at pretendos
Don't be outside my window
Big ole bang crescendo
I don't really give innuendos
Nor a memento or love a friend hoe
Can't do the game Nintendo
Tryna' put on for my kinfolk

Showed too much love, Showed too much love
Now I'm fucked up
Who can I trust? Who can I trust?
Hope I luck up
Covered in blood, Covered in blood
I've been roughed up
You can get touched, You can get touched
What the fucks up?
Believe in me
Don't be misleading
Hope you believe in me
'Cause the ones who down to ride gonna fly pick a side
Showed too much love, Showed too much love
Now I'm fucked up
Who can I trust? Who can I trust?
Hope I luck up
Covered in blood, Covered in blood
I've been roughed up
You can get touched, You can get touched
What the fucks up?
Believe in me



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Gilmore
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