2 Much 2 Fast

Yo I don't what the fuck happened man
I swear we was just
I looked up and all of the sudden
It was just, damn

Too much Too fast, one foot the gas
Too much Too fast, I'm doing the dash
Too much Too fast, leave it all in the past
Too much Too fast, tryna make it last
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
One foot on the gas
I'm doing the dash
Leave it all in the past
Tryna make it last
Too much Too fast

I want the money milk and honey
Want the pressure and the smoke
Nothing funny when you bummy
Being broke it ain't no joke
Dummy try to take it from me
And you know it ain't no hope
Like a fiend without his dope
Tryna find a way to cope
To rare try to breathe the same air
And probably choke
Too scared when the shit gets thick
They tell the folks
All the drama marinating in the karma
Let it soak
Tryna get the whole farm
For my mom, before we go
I just know I gotta go
I ain't got no time for slow
Tryna front on
A. Phalos, stunting nothing
But your growth
I can feel it getting close
You too quick in your approach
Bitches tryna do the most
Disappear I'm getting ghost

Too much Too fast, one foot the gas
Too much Too fast, I'm doing the dash
Too much Too fast, leave it all in the past
Too much Too fast, tryna make it last
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
One foot on the gas
I'm doing the dash
Leave it all in the past
Tryna make it last
Too much Too fast

Dear Miss
Or is it Missus now
No, I was not the type
To ever write a vow
How, holy matrimony seemed phony
Seeing momma been lonely
And my pop
He don't know me
Can't lie when I met you
I had plans to forget you
Going through some joy and pain
It made it harder to neglect you
Pretty soon things changed
All of a sudden now you're special
Dilate my blood vessels
Like a hit to the vein
The strongest drug known to tame
Many beasts from its beauty
No man truly can refrain
Less it already drove him insane
I seen it all before, it's all one in the same
That's why I can't
Get married to this game

Too much Too fast, one foot the gas
Too much Too fast, I'm doing the dash
Too much Too fast, leave it all in the past
Too much Too fast, tryna make it last
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
One foot on the gas
I'm doing the dash
Leave it all in the past
Tryna make it last
Too much Too fast

We was just project babies
Growing up
All we knew is what we saw
In front of us
Was only 5 the first time
I seen a nigga get shot
Bone sticking out his leg
Asking someone hide his rocks
Before the cops came
Momma didn't want us outside
But she at work, double time
Taking pride to provide
So we was nigga knocking on your door
Take off in stride
But neighborhood games aside
We learned to fight to survive
It's always someone on the other side
That's ready to slide
Cuz they ain't got shit
Keep a stick, to keep what's mine
And the hardest part is keeping your mind
The hardest part is keeping your mind