More Than We Asked For

[Intro: B Free's Father]
Hello? Hey, hey. Whats going on son?
Happy Birthday, it's Dad man
I've been trying to reach you all day today
It's November 17th right?
Okay, Happy Birthday son
I'm trying to get around to you as soon as possible
Hey now, I love you man and tell Bianca Happy Birthday too, cuz I missed her to
I'll be around soon son, just give me a call back
Peace

[Verse]
I got a call from my pops he's saying I need to slow down
Aware that every place that I go now
I'm required to be with a team of niggas that's active
Or hold my own like the soldier he raised me to be it's tragic, I know
We was young, we had nothing
We made moves and assumptions that we could be what we wanted
When you graduated and made your way to higher conjunction
And we celebrated moved you and your momma to luxury we headed out of the country
So pure, clear minded with some dreams
Working in hopes that we could have everything
And I know you know you tired of that same shit
And I know you know I'm tired of that fake shit
Where bitches always think they famous
I'm just tryna make the game flip
I'm just tryna get the bank-head
Tired of hearing the same shit
Tired of hearing the same kids
Always talking bout' the life they wish they had
Never moving fast, never been about the money
Money coming in man
But it's not enough we need way more
Yeah, aye fucking with the boy I put you on
I can't do what they do baby girl a nigga way to grown, it's okay
I got money for you, tell me what you want
I said, "I can do you right so shawty please don't do me wrong."
Girl I know, yeah
I know every time I come around things always seem like the most
I know every time I'm out of town and seem like I don't
Ever wanna call you up for love
And meet with your friends like I owe them something
It's not just you, its the both of us
Got to get shit going I'm the chosen one, I'm like yo
I know, I know, I know it's hard for you and me to move
Tryna get famous, people call me up and tell me things about you to, girls it's okay
I got niggas in the city that you from where you run drunk when the clubs closing
I know women get lonely and hope for a nigga like me to come hold you
I don't judge you on the shit in the past
Couldn't love you if the shit wouldn't last
Wouldn't trust you if the cats out the bag
Whole damn city waiting on me to mash
I used to whip a focus now I'm driving in a jag with cousin Jay in the fucking passenger seat
Damn, and you always be asking what happened to me
But what happened to you
What happened to us
Before the drugs, before the lust and the limelight
Come through whenever you want
Whatever they got to say about me I don't give a fuck
Got Bert coming in the studio with me, coming up with beats
Hani out squading up the team
With my head in the clouds and my ears to the streets
When it used to be you and me, now it's me and them
Living through my friends and we working hard
And I can't even find myself anymore
Fuck
Yeah, I remember when we used to sit on the floor
Talk to ourselves about how we want more
How we gone get it
Now that we got it this shit is just crazy and now we on tour
Like, yeah, it's okay right now
Overdue bills getting paid right now
LA right now
Where the girls just fuck for fun and make funds
What can I say right now
I'm getting paid right now
Yeah
I got them screaming out my name right now
I never wanted shit to change right now
I'm wishing everything the same right now
I never wanted you to feel my pain
I never wanted me to be the one that you could never love
Because of all the lust that I received from sluts that don't know anything
I don't understand
The boy coming back is a high demand
Spent too many nights and the mother land
I see things have gotten way out of hand, not again
Yeah, I know you've been working
I know that you certain
I know what you did and I know you never meant to hurt me on purpose
From all this commitment
To all of these bitches
See all of its different
All this pressure got me feeling conflicted
Never wanna lose your love
Never wanna lose your trust
We was sixteen rolling in a sixteen baby knew wassup
Hate to see you in the club
Can't blame nobody else
We only did it to ourselves
I'm sorry