Too Much

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you

Oh, don't think about

Done sayin', I'm done playin'

Last time was on the outro

Stuck in the house, need to get out more

I've been stackin' up like I'm fundraisin'

Most people in my position get complacent

Wanna come places with star girls

And they end up on them front pages

I'm quiet with it, I just ride with it

Moment I stop havin' fun with it, I'll be done with it

I'm the only one that's putting shots up

And like a potluck, you need to come with it

Don't run from it, like H-Town in the summertime, I keep it 100

Met a lot of girls in my times there

And word to Paul Wall, not one fronted

I was birthed there, in my first year

Man I know that place like I come from it

Backstage at Warehouse in '09 like, is Bun coming?

Fuck that, is anyone comin'

'Fore I show up there and there's no one there?

These days, I could probably pack it

For like twenty nights if I go in there

Back rub from my main ting, I've been stressed out

Talkin' to her like, "Back then

They didn't want me, I'm blessed now"

Talkin' to her like "This drop

Bet a million copies get pressed out"

She tell me, "Take a deep breath

You're too worried about being the best out"

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you

Oh, don't think about

Someone go tell Noel to get the Backwoods

Money got my whole family goin' backwards

No dinners, no holidays, no nothin'

There's issues at hand that we're not discussin'

I did not sign up for this

My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket list

And now he's actin' like, "Oh well

This is life, I guess", nah fuck that shit

Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do

You gotta trust that shit

Heard once that in dire times

When you need a sign, that's when they appear

Guess since my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it here

I hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment

Telling herself that she's too sick to get dressed up

And go do shit, like that's true shit

And all my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round

Started treating me like I'm him now

Like we don't know each other

We ain't grow together, we just friends now

Shit got me feelin' pinned down

Pick the pen up or put the pen down

I'm writing to you from a distance

Like a pen pal, but we've been down

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush it through

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you, whoa

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

There's no need for us to rush this through, oh

Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much

This is more than just a new lust for you

Oh ah

Don't feel like you give up…