Do Too Much

You do too much
Best cool, you do too much
Don't make me do too much
Been through too much
From young I grew too much
I'm chill you do too much
Married to the money I'm her hubby say I do too much
Sliding on these guys, how many glides? I swear I do too much
You do too much
Cool, you do too much
Don't make me do too much
Been through too much
From young I grew too much
I'm chill you do too much
Married to the money I'm her hubby say I do too much
Sliding on these guys, how many glides? I swear I do too much

Yo
These man are mad
Fam are you mad
Manna grabbed
Put him bags
Going on rags
Giving out tags
Man there can't rap
Man will get wrapped
Man will get
Let me not chat
Way man move, yo its getting man mad
These man are youths
Call man dads
Dropping off packs
Post man pat
Take off your door, what?
Who want war?
Bet they don't want no more
Man are on call, huh?
Say no more
Fam your excuse is poor
Respect the grind
Look at the time
Welcome to brum
Check out the sides
Been in the bits
Where have you been? Hmmm
Man don't want to see man spin
When man go man go for the win
All these girls want to be my ting
All these man are trying to be like him
This for man them that handle the ting
This for the girls that can handle the ting
My man thought he could jump in the ring
Don't disrespect, that's a myth
Trust me

You do too much
Best cool, you do too much
Don't make me do too much
Been through too much
From young I grew too much
I'm chill you do too much
Married to the money I'm her hubby say I do too much
Sliding on these guys, how many glides? I swear I do too much
You do too much
Cool, you do too much
Don't make me do too much
Been through too much
From young I grew too much
I'm chill you do too much
Married to the money I'm her hubby say I do too much
Sliding on these guys, how many glides? I swear I do too much

I been hustling
How much man got yakked & couldn't tell me nothin
Counting racks I had a plan & then I done it
Been in my bag, I'm letting off now bitch I'm bussing
Bussing
Been gone, they cussing, know I'm up to something, I like that
Don't do too do much because they know how we coming, get right back
Lurking with something on me
Ducking the federalli
Smoking you know we got him
Can't talk don't know about it
Yeah
You do too much & you don't do enough
Uh
People hate you when you moving up
Yeah
He had guts, but he threw em up
Uh
Handle business keep that mulla tucked
Yeah
I been working hard
No chilling out
You know what I need
And I need it now
On the m-ways
I been up & down
Every penny had to get it out the ground, i swear

You do too much
Best cool, you do too much
Don't make me do too much
Been through too much
From young I grew too much
I'm chill you do too much
Married to the money I'm her hubby say I do too much
Sliding on these guys, how many glides? I swear I do too much
You do too much
Cool, you do too much
Don't make me do too much
Been through too much
From young I grew too much
I'm chill you do too much
Married to the money I'm her hubby say I do too much
Sliding on these guys, how many glides? I swear I do too much



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Writer(s): Kyle Greaves
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