Don't about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to it through Don't about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more just a new lust for you
Done saying, I'm playing time was on the outro Stuck in the house, to get out more I've been up like I'm fundraising Most in my position get complacent places with star girls, end up on them front 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 putting shots up And like a potluck, you need to with it Don't run from it, like 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 like I come it Backstage at Warehouse in '09 "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is any one coming 'fore I show up and ain't no one there?" These days, I could probably pack it for like nights if I go in there Back rub from my main thing, I've been out Talking to her like back then didn't want me, I'm blessed now to her like this drop, bet a million copies get pressed out She tell me, "Take a deep breath, too worried about being the best out"
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 than a new lust for you
Someone go tell Noel to get the Money got my whole family backwards No dinners, no holidays, no There's at hand that we're not discussing Look, I did not up for this My uncle to have all these 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 trust that shit" Heard once that in dire when you need a sign, that's when they appear Guess since my text message resonate, I'll just say it here Hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment, herself That she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like true shit And all my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round, started treating me I'm "him" now Like we don't know 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 from a distance a pen pal, but we've been down
Don't think it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to it through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too This is more just a new lust for you
Don't think 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 than just a new lust for you