2 many

i got too many hoes

i got too many foes

too many fake ass friends

these niggas all clones

i got too many shows

i'm always on the road

i got on too much ice

that's why hustle cold

i got too many problems

man i don't let it stop me

ain't worried bout no niggas

i got too many choppas

ain't worried bout no bitches

i got too many auctions

and money's not a issue

ain't never too much money

no ain't money but too much paper

ain't never too much paper

the white man my best friend

ain't never call me racist

never too many haters

i need my motivation

ain't never too much swag on me

never too much flavor

i got on too much ice

that's probably why they hate me

my chain fo your life

this for you so called takers

i'll keep that bitch on safety

too many niggas flaky

these niggas all clones dog

too many niggas fakin'

and all these niggas basic

i'm extraordinary

no problems

got no laces

my watch in trunk canary

and i'm a living legend

real talk

i shoulda been buried

and i've been through it all dog

them streets stay on the realest

ridin' round with them shooters

rich niggas smoke cuban

fake nigga talk about it

real nigga go through it

we goin shoot this movie

i got a starting role

so you know me

i turnt up in alabama

it's rich homie and doe b

we fuck fiends

turn around

buckin on the city police

i'm ballin cause brother numb

bitch wanna fuck me for no reason

keep a choppa screw like oh nigga

hell nah

bitch i don't know

should've learned yo lesson

man you been connected

yea baby

call them phone people

and i've been shit like through

i'm swaggin' for you

baby so on the road

get os

getting uh like i'm coming home too

and i ain't playin shorty

cause i do this on the regular

for a friend time

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