2 Much

VERSE 1:
I told her, bring the bottles out
Bring ya potnas' out
Out ya' momma house
Hit the waffle house
That bitch was too high
She got the cotton mouth
Fuck wit' the anchors
Could tell u what this all about
We got the cheatcodes
We got the cheatcodes
Me and wili-wili future zay tiggy we just went beastmode
I dont got many friends
Ain't no friends in this shit
Who are you again?
Kill shit dont leave witnessess
This beat got a outline
This shit ain't out yet
Really im the plug
Eastside be the outlet
Did it for my city
Tell her rub her titties
If ya' love hip hop
Shout my nigga biggie
How could u forget me
On the real real, kill kill nigga how could u forgive me
We dont show no pitty
This shit is really mean
Hit the block and watch shit light up man this shit is so bili jean
Chain chain chain

HOOK:
I know they be watchin', i know niggas plot
I know they be wishing, they all want me to drop
I got calls i been missing, they been talking like alot
I dont ever pay attention cuz this shit will never stop
I got too much on my line line line
Way too much on my line line line (repeat)

VERSE 2:
Pray to god, my niggas dont get took
If u a real nigga you dont do it for no looks
If thats yo' brother put some money on his books
Cheffin' in the kitchen watch him cook
Was a nice kid i ain't never been no crook
Lotta yall niggas gon fuck around and get booked
Sellin one gram really dont make u no trapper
Makin' words rhyme dont really make u no rapper
One article dont really make u no blogger
Man i swear some of yall fuck niggas need fathers
But if i was yall fathers i prolly wouldn't even bother
Cuz on the real im too busy fuckin they daughters
I been a savage, on the road to the cabbage, money won't make me happy
It won't make me the man but bitch i'd rather have it, than a wallet thats absent
And i dont get homesick
A nigga started goin' hard and i ain't been home since

I know
Lotta niggas been depending on meee
So i can't let em down down down no
I can't let em down down down no
(repeat)