Too Much by XDC Lyrics
Hook
And ion mean to bring to much, but I got something I ain’t never have to much, and I ion mean to ask to much, why these goofy niggas cuffin all this trash too much, and I be smoking gas too much, had a nigga looking like I’m smoking gas too much, ion mean to brag too much I mean, ion mean to brag too much (x2)
Verse 1
Too much in my mind, too much in my head, all my hittas in the pin or some just end up dead, living to the fullest running from the Feds, We the one who did this all but we ain't get no creds, 5th grade wanna go up to the league and grind, 7th grade I got caught trynna flip a dime, jdc wasn't sweet had me doing time, lil youngin on the block had his momma crying, and I don't mean to brag too much, have you ever got a mili when you starting from buck, I was running with the park with my Famila stealing trucks, I was grinding for my cash because these people called it luck, I was kicking down yo door cause I ain't really give a fuck, I was cutting niggas off cause they breaking all my trust, I got caught up in some fights and at the end I had to bust, niggas think that's it gravy, but this shit outchea was ruff like, tell me me hey you rknow Elly thinking, lean in my cup only thang that I'm dranking, I want that Guap ion care bout who famous, come on my side we gon show you who dangerous, I came from nothing so money I’m craving , I'm 81 and I swea I ain't changing, if he want beef I got Jaelen to flame him, run from these shots and I swea I don't blame him
Hook
And ion mean to bring to much, but I got something I ain’t never have to much, and I ion mean to ask to much, why these goofy niggas cuffin all this trash too much, and I be smoking gas too much, had a nigga looking like I’m smoking gas too much, ion mean to brag too much I mean, ion mean to brag too much (x2)
Verse 1
Too much in my mind, too much in my head, all my hittas in the pin or some just end up dead, living to the fullest running from the Feds, We the one who did this all but we ain't get no creds, 5th grade wanna go up to the league and grind, 7th grade I got caught trynna flip a dime, jdc wasn't sweet had me doing time, lil youngin on the block had his momma crying, and I don't mean to brag too much, have you ever got a mili when you starting from buck, I was running with the park with my Famila stealing trucks, I was grinding for my cash because these people called it luck, I was kicking down yo door cause I ain't really give a fuck, I was cutting niggas off cause they breaking all my trust, I got caught up in some fights and at the end I had to bust, niggas think that's it gravy, but this shit outchea was ruff like, tell me me hey you rknow Elly thinking, lean in my cup only thang that I'm dranking, I want that Guap ion care bout who famous, come on my side we gon show you who dangerous, I came from nothing so money I’m craving , I'm 81 and I swea I ain't changing, if he want beef I got Jaelen to flame him, run from these shots and I swea I don't blame him
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