Don't about it too much, too much, too much, too much no need for us to rush it through Don't about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new for you
Done saying, I'm done time was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to get out I've been up like I'm fundraising Most in my position get complacent Come places with star girls, end up on them pages I'm quiet but I just ride it Moment I stop having fun it, I'll be done with it I'm the only one that's shots up And like a potluck, you to come with it Don't run from it, H-Town in the summer time, I keep it 100 Lot of girls in my time there, word to Wall, not one fronted I was birthed there in my first year, man I know that place I come from it at Warehouse in '09 like "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is any one coming 'fore I show up there and no one there?" These days, I could probably pack it for like twenty if I go in there rub from my main thing, I've been stressed out Talking to her back then they didn't want me, I'm blessed now Talking to her like this drop, bet a copies get pressed out She tell me, "Take a deep breath, you're too worried about the best out"
think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no for us to rush it through think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is than just a new lust for you
Someone go Noel to get the Backwoods Money got my whole family backwards No dinners, no holidays, no There's issues at hand we're not discussing Look, I did not up for this My uncle used to have all things on his bucket list And now he's acting like, oh, well, is life, I guess, "Nah, fuck that shit Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do, you gotta that shit" Heard once that in dire when you need a sign, that's when they appear Guess since my text message didn't resonate, just say it here 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 shit And all my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round, treating me like I'm "him" now Like we know each other, we ain't grow together, we just friends now got me feeling pinned down, pick the pen up and put the pen down Writing to you a distance like a pen pal, but we've been down
Don't about it too much, too much, too much, too much no need for us to rush it through Don't think it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more just a new lust for you
think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no for us to rush it through think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than a new lust for you