Too Many Lyrics

Bitches on my back / body full of tats

She like when I sing / but I surprise her when I rap

Posted with her friend / Send my location where I'm at

They gone come together / like I brought the Beatles to the trap

Brody got the strap / told him to relax

He a shooter only sound / he know is rat-a-tat-tat-tat

Known for spinnin blocks / crack rock in his sock

If the police try to clock him / he start runnin like it's track

Mac 10 is his friend / Nina 9 his bitch

He gone call them both / if he find out a nigga switch

Face all full of ink / lean all that he drink

Only time we ever link / is when he think we gone be rich

Call him money Mitch / I'm ace in the hole

We might live in prison / if they find out what we stole

All we do is kick it / never made a soccer goal

Got too many of these bitches / coming off a stripper pole

Got too many niggas hatin / I thank god I got my bros

All this money that we chasing / it make trust impossible

It's so many niggas hatin / I thank god I got my bros

I thank god I got my bros / I thank god I got my bros

All the hate that I be facin / I thank god I got my bros

If I could I would trade places / I would let 'em play my role

It's too many niggas hatin / I thank god I got my bros

I thank I god I got my bros / I got too many of these

Dollars in my face / bitches in my space

Stay too long and / ima have to let em know they place

When I wasn't paid / I couldn't find em like a maze

Nah they wouldn't hear me out / now they follow what I say

Everyone's aware / they see me they stare

Jump on stage and / all I see is bras and underwear

That don't mean I won / but I know that mean I'm near

I'm still having fun / I still got no fear

All my closest peers / from the past not around

They chose a career / after having cap and gown

Down I had my ten / stayed close to the pen

Took a hundred L's / before I ever saw a win

My life been a dream / that's all that I know

Actresses and models / lose they clothes after my show

All I do is score / never made a throw

Got too many of my exes / coming off of being hoes

Got too many niggas hatin / I thank god I got my bros

All this money that we chasing / it make trust impossible

It's so many niggas hatin / I thank god I got my bros

I thank god I got my bros / I thank god I got my bros

All the hate that I be facin / I thank god I got my bros

If I could I would trade places / I would let 'em play my role

It's too many niggas hatin / I thank god I got my bros

I thank I god I got my bros / I got too many of these