Too Clo$e (feat. ELLiOT NOO$E & Lil Goofrat)

It's the end of the line, what it is, stop tripping boy You ain't ever in, not knowing what you missing boy Run up on a trick shooting shit quit ya bitchin' boy East coast with it we the vision, we the difference Uh huh I ain't cooling with the hypocrites, swindling muhfuckers who is only tryna make a mint We ain't partners you only give a shit bout gettin' rich Eat 'em up bitch top shit getting slick with it Posting on the gram but you ain't seeing the picture Hopefully when I get crowned you forget your ambition And if you don't, god damn back to the kitchen Whip up something for the fans actually worth the listen But I don't know how it's gon' fly If a mothafucker run up, gon' be guns up in the sky With the middle finger fucking off everyone in sight They don't like it? They can pack their shit and they can run and hide Bitch Boy what it is I think you getting too close Think you should pack up your shit, you think you fuck with the ghosts I'll take a noose to the rats when we come for they throat Bitch I would shoot for the fam to keep 'em back on the coast Because we taking over everything, here to Puyallup The kid running round the map tryna get the fam rich I done been hustling for bands tryna get me some commas When I was 13 told myself I ain't bout to quit Don't get too close Tryna write this song like "will you ever hear it" Listen to the notes and analyze every lyric I was thinking some day maybe we could be different Don't know what to do with the damage in my spirit So l kick back with the blunt in my hand Weighing the world in my shoulders I'm doin all that I can I've been cruising through life without so much as a plan I could try and do it all but god I'm only a man I got a few Enemies, but that ain't nothin' Talkin' on the net like that'll lead to something Talkin' on the net like damn if that ain't bluffing Went and took his bitch like damn if that ain't stunting Haha Now I'm higher than a bitch Smoking on this blunt while she sipping on my kids Middle finger up every time I see the pigs It's the east ghost in the flesh what it is Boy what it is I think you getting too close Think you should pack up your shit, you think you fuck with the ghosts I'll take a noose to the rats when we come for they throat Bitch I would shoot for the fam to keep 'em back on the coast Cause we taking over everything, here to Puyallup The kid running round the map tryna get the fam rich I done been hustling for bands tryna get me some commas When I was 13 told myself I ain't bout to quit Don't get too close I can really never figure out what the message is Never know the answer cause I don't know what the question is Sick of feelin shitty, so I filled myself with sedatives I had to cut it out cause that shit was getting repetitive Filled myself with anger hurt and jealousy Never heard a word of the shit that people was telling me Didn't give a fuck bout a thing unless it was killing me All the pain inside of my mind was overfilling me Now I'm back at my best Rollin' and smoking up while my girl lay on my chest I'm the best see If it involve money I say yes please Pray for anyone who wanna test me That's why yo' bitch be tryna caress me I could have her if I wanted to don't second guess me Sitting back waiting for somebody to try and press me chakras fully fuckin aligned you cannot stress me Listen, b-b- b-b-b Boy what it is I think you getting too close Think you should pack up your shit, you think you fuck with the ghosts I'll take a noose to the rats when we come for they throat Bitch I would shoot for the fam to keep 'em back on the coast Cause we taking over everything, here to Puyallup The kid running round the map tryna get the fam rich I done been hustling for bands tryna get me some commas When I was 13 told myself I ain't bout to quit Don't get too close