Don't about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no for us to rush it through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too This is than just a new lust for you
saying, I'm done playing Last time was on the in the house, need to get out more I've been stacking up like I'm people in my position get complacent Come places star girls, end up on them front pages I'm quiet but I just ride it Moment I stop having fun with it, I'll be with it I'm the one that's putting shots up And like a potluck, you need to with it Don't run from it, like H-Town in the 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 from it Backstage at Warehouse in '09 "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is any one 'fore I show up there and ain't no one there?" These days, I could probably pack it for twenty nights 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 breath, you're too worried about being the best out"
Don't about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no for us to rush it through Don't think it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new for you
go tell Noel to get the Backwoods Money got my whole going backwards No dinners, no holidays, no issues at hand that we're not discussing Look, I did not up for this My uncle used to have all these on his bucket list And now he's acting like, oh, well, this is life, I guess, "Nah, fuck shit Listen man, you can do what you wanna do, you gotta trust that shit" Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign, 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 too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that's true shit And all my family from the M-Town I've been 'round, started treating me like 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 like a pen pal, but we've down
think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too is more than just a new lust for you
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