Too Many

Yo Blanco, this one is mad
All day, this from the Six

Too many nights I ain't done sleeping
Too many nights, I've been so stressed
Bro coming like appeal
Put you on a T-shirt, don't get pressed
Listen, I don't do fitness
But don't let your fam or your bro get benched
Need new garms, buy up new J's
Going uptown and hitting up Cench (Yo, listen!)

Too many nights I ain't done sleeping
Too many nights, I've been so stressed
Bro coming like appeal
Put you on a T-shirt, don't get pressed
Listen, I don't do fitness
But don't let your fam or your bro get benched
Need new garms, buy up new J's
Going uptown and hitting up Cench

All in my bag still loading, a day in the life them man don't see
Too many secrets mans been holding, don't let me spill that tea
Left those those man at the sandbox, don't ride for no one, I'm riding for me
Too many baddies in different postcodes, choose one ting, she be riding this D
All them man are a bunch of actors, niggas and bitches be feining
Now my heart be doing up darkness
Too many convos with angels and demons
My boy love doing up drive by's
Shoot while he walks, now a nigga be leaning
My boy love doing up drive by's
Shoot while he walks, now a nigga be leaning

Too many nights I ain't done sleeping
Too many nights, I've been so stressed
Bro coming like appeal
Put you on a T-shirt, don't get pressed
Listen, I don't do fitness
But don't let your fam or your bro get benched
Need new garms, buy up new J's
Going uptown and hitting up Cench

Hit up Stocks or L's for the flavours, or hit up Kai for the Ami or Cola
Whipping up beats in the kitchen, whip that shit, but I ain't talking Yola
Too many man start beef, it ain't that deep, man, keep your composure
Silence myself in the Lamb, we like horror flicks but we whipping in Rovers
I got two different types of WAPs, but pussy, ain't focused on that
Like Darkoo, we got them straps, talk too much and a man get whacked
Smoking on too much Cali, I go through Z's so fast, I need a new pack
Man try for me, so I hit up his girl, we hit from the back
All them man are a bunch of actors, niggas and bitches be feining
Now my heart be doing up darkness, too many convos with angels and demons
Run up and beat down your bro, my nigga a savage he don't need a reason
Run up and beat down your bro, my nigga a savage he don't need a reason

Too many nights I ain't done sleeping
Too many nights, I've been so stressed
Bro coming like appeal
Put you on a T-shirt, don't get pressed
Listen, I don't do fitness
But don't let your fam or your bro get benched
Need new garms, buy up new J's
Going uptown and hitting up Cench

Too many nights I ain't done sleeping
Too many nights, I've been so stressed
Bro coming like appeal
Put you on a T-shirt, don't get pressed
Listen, I don't do fitness
But don't let your fam or your bro get benched
Need new garms, buy up new J's
Going uptown and hitting up Cench