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Way too much time on my hand way too much time I be counting these bands
Way too much ice blinding your eye hop on a jet I don't know where I'll land
Know that I stay with a plan money it's twerking it doing a dance
No ifs I know what I am number one man I move it like cam

I'm on the beat you know that I rapping put on the fit you know that they matching
I'm leading the team a the nigga at captain
I ride with the gang yea a nigga need backing
NoCap man you know I was stuck in the backend

Now all of my paper stacking money it's thick like a packet
GOD making all of it happen
I make it go I make it go around
If you ain't know me now you know me better know me now

Talking smack on me back then you better close your mouth
When I go on up on stage I make the crowd go wild
Way too much way too much way too much on my mind
Way too much way too much way too much fake ass lies

Money up on my mind big watch make up all my time
Way too much fake ass lies way too much fake ass lies

Yeah I got this baby she made sure I did too much
I got this baby she made sure I get them bucks
I got this lady she don't even know about us
Whole lot of cash whole lot of dreams don't know about love

No matter the money I stack I cannot make up the love
I cannot put you above I cannot stack all this bread

Spend all them bucks I cannot do that no more
I cannot look like a rose or four different hoes
Do it for lady good lord I gotta love her to scream my name
And beggin' and pleadin' for me at the store

Shut down my status pull up outside three on my right
I got the twins back of the Mazi back of the ride
Back of the ride
I got a child the street ain't domestic it ain't for the like a dog outside

They cold heart crossing switchin' the team
They comin' to me like ah ha ha
How you blame me it's my fault I tried
Hell can't answer my lies I lied

Shoulda seen that my bad you try
Saw the snapchats but no reply
She callin' my heart but my heart done died
Changing this game she said I ain't make enough

I saw it from her I can't make it up
She icin' my heart like some baking stuff
And shawty she said I ain't make enough
And shawty she said I ain't make enough

And shawty she said I ain't make enough

I keep doin' way too much
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Way too much time on my hand way too much time I be counting these bands
Way too much ice blinding your eye hop on a jet I don't know where I'll land
Know that I stay with a plan money it's twerking it doing a dance
No ifs I know what I am number one man I move it like cam

I'm on the beat you know that I rapping put on the fit you know that they matching
I'm leading the team a the nigga at captain
I ride with the gang yea a nigga need backing
NoCap man you know I was stuck in the backend

Now all of my paper stacking money it's thick like a packet
GOD making all of it happen
I make it go I make it go around
If you ain't know me now you know me better know me now

Talking smack on me back then you better close your mouth
When I go on up on stage I make the crowd go wild
Way too much way too much way too much on my mind
Way too much way too much way too much fake ass lies

Money up on my mind big watch make up all my time
Way too much fake ass lies way too much fake ass lies

Yeah I got this baby she made sure I did too much
I got this baby she made sure I get them bucks
I got this lady she don't even know about us
Whole lot of cash whole lot of dreams don't know about love

No matter the money I stack I cannot make up the love
I cannot put you above I cannot stack all this bread

Spend all them bucks I cannot do that no more
I cannot look like a rose or four different hoes
Do it for lady good lord I gotta love her to scream my name
And beggin' and pleadin' for me at the store

Shut down my status pull up outside three on my right
I got the twins back of the Mazi back of the ride
Back of the ride
I got a child the street ain't domestic it ain't for the like a dog outside

They cold heart crossing switchin' the team
They comin' to me like ah ha ha
How you blame me it's my fault I tried
Hell can't answer my lies I lied

Shoulda seen that my bad you try
Saw the snapchats but no reply
She callin' my heart but my heart done died
Changing this game she said I ain't make enough

I saw it from her I can't make it up
She icin' my heart like some baking stuff
And shawty she said I ain't make enough
And shawty she said I ain't make enough

And shawty she said I ain't make enough

I keep doin' way too much
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Writer: Jaidon Gunn, Joshua Ihegihu, Olakiite Fatukasi
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