It's really like am never sober

I got a balenci jacket she put it on top and she cover my sholders

I said some shit on a track I ain't taking back cause its killing my soul

I keep on sippin on drank I ain't calling back and I know that am wrong

They want a piece off the plate

Your brothers will start to turn fake

I keep on smokin' on blunts smokin' on runts

I'm a bad boy from the 6 and I do what I want

I just got geeked off X get high like a cunt

Moonwalking right straight to the her pussy I'm feelin' like Michael Jackson

Shawty got swagg and shawty a ten

Just look at her friends I cannot pretend I'm not from the hit

She still on the money she still on her Xans she's not off a perk

I call up my slime I call up my kutta we doin' the most

I'm all by myself I'm still in my dark and I'm facin' the ghost

I've been swagging the most I'm still on my grind and I don't even post it

Too much too much

Too much shit on my head I need a second to breathe

Too much shit on my back watch how I carry the game

Too much too much

I said too much too much

I said too much I said too much

Too much it's too much

Too much I said too much

Too much