TUHTUHMUCH (feat. Riipper & Phillip Wisdom)

Throughout history, various characters have risen, have fallen
But none have yet survive the type of storm this man has
For anyone going through anything
I advise you to keep fighting
Never change who you are
And what you believe
But to move to your own drum, your own beat
You are now in the presence of Yung Koba
Welcome to Peace and Melodies In The Eye of the Storm

(KC, play them notes bro!)
I'm a survivor
Devil want me to give into his shit and I said "Nada"
You was my lil rock, my lil baby, my lil sider
You was in need of a nigga, a real nigga
Didn't want no ex, no stress, just you
But actions came through with truth like a cheque
That's why I don't wear my heart on my sleeve
Cause' shirts just wear out, when you wear it out
Too too much
I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)
I gave you way too much love (Too too much)
I gave it all to you (Too too much)
Mhmmm (Too too much)
I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)
I gave you way too much love (Too too much)
I gave it all to you (Too too much)
I found peace all in the stu
I found peace all in the stu
I found peace all in the studio
Woah, woah

Yeah, I can tell that you don't care, you ain't gotta pretend
I just needed a friend, kinda thought it'd be you
You ain't tryna make no amends, I guess that ain't nothin new
(Ohh woah)
You don't want no problems with me
I don't want drama shawty
I'm just tryna make this money
Glocky on hip or horny
Bet not be a fuck nigga, if there's even fucks niggas
Lil shawty a real ratchet bitch she down to bus triggers
Uh, had to learn to let shit go (let shit go)
If you not feeling this then let me know
Let me know
I ain't tryna waste no more time with a crazy bitch
And I done made my mind up, don't care what you say to me
Koba told me focus on myself and that's what Ima do
Woah, yeah woah

I'm a survivor (I'm a survivor)
Devil want me to give into his shit and I said "Nada" (I said nada)
You was my lil rock, my lil baby, my lil sider (My lil sider)
You was in need of a nigga, a real nigga
Didn't want no ex, no stress, just you
But actions came through with truth like a cheque
That's why I don't wear my heart on my sleeve (Never)
Cause' shirts just wear out, when you wear it out
Too too much
I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)
I gave you way too much love (Too too much)
I gave it all to you (Too too much)
Mhmmm (Too too much)
I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)
I gave you way too much love (Too too much)
I gave it all to you (Too too much)

I'm just try to deal with all my issues
Solvin all my issues with this lust and this mic
Solvin all these issues with this lust and this mic
And these drugs, and these drugs