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PERFORMING ARTISTS
J.R Cruise
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J.R Cruise
Composer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
I know way too many, uh, I know way too many, yeah
I know way too many, uh, I know way too many
I know way too many hoes, way too many hoes
Way too many **** went and switched up on they bros
Way too many people never get they story told
Way too many snap when they heart turn cold
[Verse 1]
But I'm not one of them
Gotta keep on the hush when I'm texting Kim
Solo but ride deeper than the president
All grown up, now I'm smokin' in my residence
At my granny spot eating black people tacos
My girl pull up in a range, we not doing broncos
Not, no doctor but I'm busy checkin' out her tonsils
Only calculated steps when you the head honcho
Or where my body lie, she turn it to a slip and slide
Only one life, I treat it likes it's do or die
Talk to God at night, I tell him it's just you and I
Never running from my problems, no, I'm not the type to hide
Back in 2012, I had bape on it
She's know she picture perfect, put a frame on it
Be patient with yo shit, tell 'em wait on it
Balls dropped like 1/1, these hoes could hang on it
Gold on my wrist, pinky and my neck
Your mental hold more value than respect
I used to want the love, now I just want the check
My neighbors think I'm on, but I ain't made it yet
Looks on they face, doing better than they expected
Sliding through my city, never needed no directions
Her face in my lap when we pass intersections
No, I'm not oblivious, I'm thankful for my blessings, uh
[Chorus]
'Cause I know way too many, uh, I know way too many, yeah
I know way too many, uh, I know way too many
I know way too many hoes, way too many hoes
Way too many **** went and switched up on they bros
Way too many people never get they story told
Way too many snap when they heart turn cold
[Verse 2]
The one that push her buttons like a keyboard
Get a little, never satisfied, so I need more
The bottom or the top, which one you trynna see more?
My Firestick remote, the only thing that I reach for
Walk through Soho, let her shop with me
Eating jerk salmon with some broccoli
Spend money, call it boostin' the economy
Gotta keep going, that's for sure, it ain't no stoppin' me
Went and got something to go fast in
Main goal is elevate from your past here
Cards stay on me at the moment, all cash here
Leaving Bloomingdale's, busy flirting with the cashier
Rarely talk, but to me that says a lot
From the function go straight to the spot
What I am makes me everything I'm not
Forever grateful for everything I got, uh
[Chorus]
'Cause I know way too many, uh, I know way too many, yeah
I know way too many, uh, I know way too many
I know way too many hoes, way too many hoes
Way too many **** went and switched up on they bros
Way too many people never get they story told
Way too many snap when they heart turn cold
Written by: J.R Cruise


