i HATE 2 DO iT
Too many
Too many tasks
Too many asking me for my midas touch i been blessed
Too much gas
Too much cash to grab
For me to be caught up in stress
Too much opportunity out here for me
To be tripping bout some sex
Too much time on my hands, it's getting expensive not a patek
Francois getting that long bread, pardon my french account baguettes
Shoes too big to fill the best you could is try to follow my steps
Feel like kyrie on the cavs man that 2, too, too much
I had to dash on my last smash she was doing way too much
I ain't smino but the whole team know that it's Lu that got my back
Talking these figures
If it ain't bigger
It won't even make my group chat
Sit back and observe i don't say a word, most people tell on they self
You need wenbayama reach to match my speech i'm top shelf
Don't put me in a position, competition really ain't no sweat
If it's between me and you
And i got to choose
I got more than me to protect
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
But i got to
I am the one, not 2
I got a beautiful mind, they jacking my lingo in real time
I had to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I had to level up
We used to eat together
Now they eating my dust now
Now they can't keep up
Would've thought i'm doing charity
Way these niggas
Be having they hands out
Hundreds and fifties be weights in my pockets
Walking around with my pants down
Just put a tune on the Cayenne
Hunting for Jeeps
They all getting hawked down
Shorty just sucked me disgustingly
It got me thinking if her parents been round
They wanna be like us but you can't buy or AI the sound
Fran pulled up in a spaceship
Folks be reffing
Calling out fouls
Your wrist hokey pokey
Mine like comic effects
Bing bow
I'm not talking bout Been Trill
When i say we wore out the pounds
Bitch my stock go up a million
In my arc i'm going villain
I'm tryna pack out all pavilions
Tough on internet he timid in
Real life
Anyone's forgiven
It's nothing personal just business
Extracurricular calls
I'm clicking em
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
But i got to
I am the one, not 2
I got a beautiful mind
They jacking my lingo in real time
I had to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I had to level up
We used to eat together
Now they eating my dust now
Now they can't keep up
Too many tasks
Too many asking me for my midas touch i been blessed
Too much gas
Too much cash to grab
For me to be caught up in stress
Too much opportunity out here for me
To be tripping bout some sex
Too much time on my hands, it's getting expensive not a patek
Francois getting that long bread, pardon my french account baguettes
Shoes too big to fill the best you could is try to follow my steps
Feel like kyrie on the cavs man that 2, too, too much
I had to dash on my last smash she was doing way too much
I ain't smino but the whole team know that it's Lu that got my back
Talking these figures
If it ain't bigger
It won't even make my group chat
Sit back and observe i don't say a word, most people tell on they self
You need wenbayama reach to match my speech i'm top shelf
Don't put me in a position, competition really ain't no sweat
If it's between me and you
And i got to choose
I got more than me to protect
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
But i got to
I am the one, not 2
I got a beautiful mind, they jacking my lingo in real time
I had to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I had to level up
We used to eat together
Now they eating my dust now
Now they can't keep up
Would've thought i'm doing charity
Way these niggas
Be having they hands out
Hundreds and fifties be weights in my pockets
Walking around with my pants down
Just put a tune on the Cayenne
Hunting for Jeeps
They all getting hawked down
Shorty just sucked me disgustingly
It got me thinking if her parents been round
They wanna be like us but you can't buy or AI the sound
Fran pulled up in a spaceship
Folks be reffing
Calling out fouls
Your wrist hokey pokey
Mine like comic effects
Bing bow
I'm not talking bout Been Trill
When i say we wore out the pounds
Bitch my stock go up a million
In my arc i'm going villain
I'm tryna pack out all pavilions
Tough on internet he timid in
Real life
Anyone's forgiven
It's nothing personal just business
Extracurricular calls
I'm clicking em
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
But i got to
I am the one, not 2
I got a beautiful mind
They jacking my lingo in real time
I had to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I hate to do it to ya
I hate to do it to ya dawg
I had to level up
We used to eat together
Now they eating my dust now
Now they can't keep up
Credits
Writer(s): Izayah Cyrus, Kenyen Flowers, Lamont Anderson
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