AP Greed - Too Many Lyrics

If you pass for regular, dumb ass
My bitches like Learning disability.. they got dumb class
And I just wanna ball like. Uh. It's a jump pass
I take control, turn a blind eye nigga what crash
Too many styles, too many styles
Wait. Bet they can't Simmer me down
Look at me now, look at me now
Wait.How I'm gone get it right now
We are now the same. I feel it right now
Yeah i can feel it right now
Too many styles too many styles
If you don't Know me now then how u say u hold me down
The old me held life closely but the new me look like Kobe smile
Was sober for a whole week now, must be trippin
You say were similar but we different I sense a distance
I'm pessimistic when I count- the beats per in my bounce
I cringe like an eye gouge. N sync that bye bye sound
Goodnight, knock yo lights out, I'm not like the others
I was born among six brothers but none of us had a mother
The depth to which life had f*cked us
Inception the sky's among us we must stack so I can touch it
I'm patient so I don't rush it
I was at your function in black suit
Fly-knit black shoes
Here to collect all my rap dues from all u wack fools
Too many styles, too many styles
Wait. Bet they can't Simmer me down
Look at me now, look at me now
Wait.How I'm gone get it right now
We are now the same. I feel it right now
Yeah i can feel it right now
Too many styles too many styles
If you pass for regular, dumb ass
My bitches like Learning disability.. they got dumb class
And I just wanna ball like. Uh. It's a jump pass
I take control, turn a blind eye nigga what crash
Give me the .money, give me the money
Told u don't Look at me funny
I came from Ohio but I feel like Atlanta
I'm Ludacris wit this money
I'm dreaming of hundreds I lost it I fumbled and tripped on my tongue as i stumbled I'm hungry
Smoked and that act is what gave me the munchies I'm burning like hemorrhoids u cannot sit on me
Compare me to Bundy I'm up in the huddle my glory day coming hakunamatata wit what I got on me, so what you are threatening just isn't alarming
Told em back off me gimme 50 feet like Lil O said
Hit him wit that thang he need O neg
Hang a nigga up, coat check
I was hanging out like a coat rack
In a trench coat like where the dope at
In a big hat and sunglasses
Standing on your shoulders, as they pass us
We aren't human but they acting
Like everyday lights, camera, action
If I keep diggin imma make traction
Too many styles n they caint stand it
Imma keep jumpin like when am I landing
Let alone where from where i was standing
The game is a pot and i just want my hand in
Can u motherf*ckers, understand it
My shit pop like rubber band did
My shit splash like shit in toilets
This blew up, like, roids is
Too many styles, that type annoying