FreakPunk - Too Much Lyrics

FreakPunk

Ye, yea, yeah
Life is too much
Don't give a f*ck
About anything that's in my way, so get the f*ck lost

Tired of people, tired of stress
Feeling much better by being the best
Ignoring my problem, into my head
Missing out on daylight, crashing on top of my bed

Never lived large, never lived low
Later soon I'll go from silver to gold
Being all humble, dealing with struggle
Stuck in my bubble, with all of my troubles
Crashing at parties, remember to hustle
Drink it all up girl, empty that bottle
Scratching papers to win that latto
Riding around on a god damn lambo

Getting that money, counting and stacking, you know that shit is too much
Hoes be calling, always wanting, you know that shit is too much
Bros before hoes, keeping that code, we be hitting it up
Driving through downtown, f*cking around, you know we be tearing it up

Poppin bottles, poppin wheelies
I'll write my name on the street with graphites
Cant be caught, not even by the police
Im a night thug, getting some green
I'll start off as bad, then I'm good
Nobody notice you until you improve
People hating your shit, other be loving your shit
Need to pick a path, now choose

I choose what I want to do
I gotta do what I gotta do
No time for chicks, no time for work, time is money and success
I wont stop til I have a good end
Never forgetting my real friends
Cant wait to party in a private jet
Did it for myself to feel the best

Getting that money, counting and stacking, you know that shit is too much
Hoes be calling, always wanting, you know that shit is too much
Bros before hoes, keeping that code, we be hitting it up
Driving through downtown, f*cking around, you know we be tearing it up

Hitting once hitting twice
Don't come to me for advice
Its never too late to say good bye
If you wanna stay, then have a good time

Don't ask me if I have you on my mind
I have too much shit on my mind
If tell you I love you, but that'll be a lie
You'll know the truth when you feel right

Have too much nonsense in my head
Money angel on top of my bed (Yuh)
Making it rain again
Drippin all over the street in a civic (Yuh)

I'm Tripping on all of these thots
They don't know when enough is enough
Just like money that comes from above
Time to play gotta cash them all
Spending that shit if it was nothing
New cash be coming every week
My grandma now wears gold blings
Watch me buy a crown and be a king

Getting that money, counting and stacking, you know that shit is too much
Hoes be calling, always wanting, you know that shit is too much
Bros before hoes, keeping that code, we be hitting it up
Driving through downtown, f*cking around, you know we be tearing it up