Too Much

Bag up the zippy I'm going hippy The dope is so budder, it's Jiffy I got here quickly so now i'm gonna be here til 2050 So please don't fuck with me i'm high The streets full of snakes Gotta move through them swiftly Most people are sheeps And for that reason i am forever trippy Back to work then i'm out the house Counted out so many times I couldn't count the doubt Got two bad bitches giving mouth to mouth I'm feeling like the hottest rapper ever out the South Like Wayne, Trae, Pimp C, without the cloud I'ma serve the whole city pull 'em out the drought They never on When they out, they out They talking like what they 'bout, they 'bout They really lost, they without the route Always doing too much Bitches in the city always try'na pursue us I just poured a hundred dollar lean inside of two cups Fuck the other side Know somebody wanna shoot us We don't be with broke boys who ain't ever knew us We are not beefing with the broke boys I just pulled up in a Rolls Royce Birdman gave me no choice Smoke one, let these hoes rotate like the wheel I'm so high i ain't ever coming down off the hill I don't touch the lean unless i bust that bitch out the seal I just fucked two hoes, i don't give a fuck how they feel Swear i ain't never call too much My homie on the pill doing too much We at the trap house moving too much Bitches on my phone always doing too much Those who got the most to say never really do much I swear they doing too much Ya, somebody run the city I'm like, "who us?" When it come to the weed, to the money, to the pussy, i could never have too much Left out the crib and then came back in the Bentley Bad bitches tempt me Second i give in, she know i ain't fucking her gently Devilish smile but got the voice of an angel I don't know who sent me Looked at my closet, i'm thinking 'bout swapping all this shit i got for Jah Vinci Live by the Code i'm Da Vinci Stay with the blade on me think that i'm Kenshin Pop me shroom now i'm jumping dimensions Got these hoes all in my mentions Made me a model from pouring up the Hennessy I don't need nobody to tell me that that's the remedy Some of these rappers really not who they pretend to be Don't need to meet 'em Feel it all in they energy I can see the signs, man it's all in assembly Hit the homie Plies and we draw on the enemy I ain't got the time trying to stall what is meant to be Every time i drop it's like the song of the century Talking about the greatest and you flaw not to mention me Fuck it tho