Never Too Much (feat. Nitty Scott, MC)

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Whole lot of nothing
 Bracking down and it ain't kind of stunting
 But without I still had you
 Everything God need to get through
 Yeah, no precept though
 When the bad taste . my ego,
 It's like I'm coming home, sipping something strong with my euro
 And I don't even smoke
 Soon I have much never really matter much
 We from the same club matching is the pattern
 Probably get it, not even know how to handle it,
 I met the bottom and just swopped my hands on it,
 Crab in the barrel, twisting up with grown butter
 Grab and . killing em in all color
 The fans to prepare the shoes do it all summer,
 . to show, fight me next to my diploma,
 Uh, it ain't shit to me, because
 Some winds are in the victories
 And eve though I use all the doughs,
 A whole lot of nothing if I lose my soul so
 Oh oh oh
 I give you something to see
 Is he f*cking with me?
 With every beat and never matter too much to me.
 A bank account with an insane amount
 He never really matter too much to me
 I take you out, take the best take house,
 He never really matter too much to me
 Travel pants and passports stamps
 But he never really matter too much to me, huh
 If he was up to me? We've ben taka taka takataka
 Shit, this shit sound like quick got the jazz fast
 With the zip of your mass but .
 I'm around and big alcoholic, can't call it
 We above with the lit tortures
 Came as a queen with the recipe, same over better beat
 Drive west standy and the man's don't pepper see
 Never mind who is tackle in, you're doing the doggy
 I'm 'bout to do the dog .
 Big house, hot wife, I'm the author in the basement, nice
 I won't be caught up in the . shit high,
 I don't need it all dough and the mike
 Ain't nothing in my sprite but the .
 Aint' nothing in my chain ain't even .
 Maybe one day in the navy Mercedes,
 But let's talk today, please
 Oh oh oh
 I give you something to see, I see
 Is he f*cking with me?
 With every beat and never matter too much to me.
 HD on the big screen, it never really matter too much to me
 Four seats with the mix team,
 It never really matter too much to me
 And a Rolex with no ticking,
 It never really matter too much to me
 Yeah yeah
 If it was up to me, We've ben taka taka takataka
 I kiss the girl in the mirror soon as I wake up, no make up
 Time to get out and get my cake up,
 He's tryin . over vanity fair,
 I ain't got no right just the pairs I wear,
 But I remember, I remember when
 I remember when I . and tryin to hustle up on ten
 Writing on the F10, many try to explain
 Why I gotta be he's next man?
 He said excuse me little cutie, I know it aint' your duty
 But I couldn't help to notice that your breakfast kind of fruity
 You probably by his same kind of gum,
 Damn, I was dumb, but f*ck you shawty tell me where you're from
 'cause I ain't even rocking with the wallet, full of profit,
 I never gossip and I promise to be honest
 We can be free pretty little MC,
 Took his hand and I said it's alright with me, you see
 Oh oh oh
 I give you something to see, I see
 Is he f*cking with me?
 With every beat, it never matter too much to me.
 Red bottoms and design to bags,
 He never really matter too much to me
 VIP in the club all .
 It never really matter too much to me
 Big rocks with the icy swags,
 It never really matter too much to me
 If he was up to me, We've ben taka taka takataka
 You know what I'm saying?
 Rock souls bitches
 Cop motherf*cker now.

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Duration
05:03
Key
11
Tempo
104 BPM

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