2 Much

All 'bout his respect, we get you gone 'bout it

Boom, boom, boom

Boom, boom, boom, boom

Aye, VVS, you forgot to hit

Aye, aye, pass me that Belaire right there

I got too much going on

I'm talking about pain, you can hear it in my song

Walk through the rain, yeah, I did that on my own

I ran with K, I'm just tryna make it home

All 'bout his respect, we get you gone 'bout it

I don't know these ****, must be nobodies

I don't need no motherfucking co-signing

I get fly on my lonely with no co-pilot

Don't know 'bout it

I got all these bitches, I don't know about them

I been wanting to quit, but I didn't throw the towel in

Now look at the jit, now I got million dollar deals

I won't act lost when I'm gon' hit him 'bout a real

I'm on Adderall, I fell in love with how it feels

Gotta keep a tool I fell in love with how it drill

Hot, cut the fan on, it's not a fire drill

Hot, cut the fan on, and show you how I live

Hot, cut the fan on, and show you how it feel

I do not cut the fan on, 'cause I ain't got no chill

You can't touch it like you Cosby, 'cause you ain't got no Bills

Still, had to leave that lil ho in the rear

Do you remember? I told all you **** this my year

Twenty feel, I'm out rapping these **** like a guild

But still they ain't real, they don't feel how I feel

They don't feel how I feel, they don't feel how I feel

I ain't even trynna lie, aye, I'm trynna get a **** killed

But the track told me to chill

Aye, I swear that rapping is my guilt

Hobby, I think I'm the mayor, want me chilling in the lobby

I just want the M's, I ain't loving on nobody

I got too much going on

I'm talking about pain, you can hear it in my song

Walk through the rain, yeah, I did that on my own

I ran with K, I'm just tryna make it home

All 'bout his respect, we get you gone 'bout it

I don't know these **** must by nobodies

I don't need no motherfucking co-signing

I get fly on my lonely with no co-pilot