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is but you won't even knock
Talkin about it but knowin that u not involved.
It's hard to be fly on the wall.

Fuck do u want?

Too many times I told

Too fast, hit the gas, you know you outclassed

Choppa clean em up like hygiene
After we wet em up, we take em out to dry clean
Do it so much

only be moved over by a bulldozer
Not even a tow truck could pick ur weight up
Unlike you, This beats all I ate up
Bon appatit
Keep talkin shit I'll

stil, i stilll remember, when the first time i know you
I follow you and u following me too
I say hello on direct messenger by Ig
We are talkin too much u

meet pop
You got the kittens fed up with your fake set up
I keep niggas on rooftops to watch you
I move by smooth, even keep the new spots supplied

can't leave without it

Gunna

I Am > I Was

2018

Yeah
VVS look like a star, yeah
I took the top off the car (yeah)
We don't abide by the law (no)
You don't know what I done saw (saw)
Can't

Shoot with this choppa, hate him by the news
Oh he talkin' but we countin' blues
Oh he talkin' but we let em loose
Flexin' with choppas boy we got 'em too

(We know too much)
Cause the things I seen (We seen too much)

It was packed on the Ryker's bus
The tight cuffs is holdin' me shackled
The life

settin picks
You shake my hand and smile
As if I don't know you be talkin shit
Fuck ya advice - And thas me sayin it nice
Same niggas asked me for Money

Saint Pablo

Kanye West

The Life of Pablo

2016

Instagram comments to crowdsource my self-esteem
Let me not say too much or do too much
'Cause if I'm up way too much, I'm out of touch
I'm prayin'

affi sing fah yuh now. 

Gyal you be too much you dey be me .
Hw3 ne se mu dwer3 3ne ne tri nwii.
The way you dey walking , 
Gyal you dey be me .. yeah

(Nah, he ain't, he's not even Teen X, fuck him)

Yeah, I've been sippin' way too much drank, I think I need a new kidney
Every time I see a soda,

I told that bitch back up
Pour some Tris' inside my cup
We got rockstar love
She do them rockstar drugs
Got too much gas inside my lungs
We smoking

broke

Out of sight, out of mind
You are not on mine
Running by, the finish line
Girl this is goodbye

I'm a handful, way too much to handle
I'm a handful

feel me out
I'm gettin this paper gone fill me out
Talkin' shit, hit with a K
I'm finna spray, but I'm with oxy!
That bitch got blocked like a proxy

Punk Bitch

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

Now I'm the stepdaddy and the son in law
You call me Too $hort they call me too raw
I creep by one room in to the next
Nothin' goin' on but some

Who Can I Trust?

Spice 1

The Last Dance [Rap Classics]

you sho' go nuts
Who can ya trust? Some niggas want to roll with us
But when the bodies start droppin, man, they ain't sayin too much
Out of touch,

Brown Paper Bag

Migos

C U L T U R E

2017

Remember that lick we had hit (yup)
Broke in and we found the stash (okay)
20K right by the stand (20k)
Wrapped up in a brown paper bag (ah)
That wasn't

This s**t too much and I can't take it 
When you lie it make me hate you 
Rearrange my heart its tainted 
If you get shot hope you don't make it 
I

Yeah
Guess I can't
Complain
By the way
I'm just anxious
Think too much
All the time
I'm faceless
All night long
I be thrashin'
Out the basement
Sad boy

Bricks 4 the High

Damon Dash

On Top of Our Game [Clean]

2006

trillionaire

I got them bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down, down

Nigga, I fuckin' hustle, nigga, I

blammin' at ya nanna' place
(Boom, boom, boom)
Hold the K with the banana straight
And if your life don't end
At least a limb they'll have to amputate
Uh,

shake it
Gotta break it down
Gotta make it out
Gotta make it count
Way too much to count
Fuck they talkin bout
Talkin bout clout
Pound for pound goin

(What, what, what, wh)
If you, if you love me, better say that, too much hoes up by my side
I'm gon' drop these hoe trick bitches if you really down