Trackaddictz - Too Much (feat. RedHoncho, Gee8six, Ldp, Slickmillz)

Them boys too much they can never be us
Why they trying so hard Brah tell em pull up
Came up from the bottom now we heading to the top
Turn a L to a Win we ain’t never gon Stop
Dead set cunts burn when you get it good
That’s why they always throwin in subliminals
They’re mind spam only stay cynical
Creative minds think alike! But yours stay minimal
You actin like you can’t get it on your own
Sending shots to my chest tryna pick a bone
I’m tryna stay on track and take trips for the money
Shades on in the dark blockin haters like it’s sunny
I lost some good USO’s to the greed over money
But you know I never let the devil in an overcome me
I’m a bad motherfucker when I wanna be!
I ain’t the wannabe that you used to be!
Trouble making motherfuckers heavy beefin over clout
Plenty roads in construction uso take another route
I’m settle for the dummy I won’t spit in your face
I got dreams to Pursue I ain’t tryna catch a case. Honcho
Them boys too much they can never be us
Why they trying so hard Brah tell em pull up
Came up from the bottom now we heading to the top
Turn a L to a Win we ain’t never gon Stop
Ain't nothing bout it funny
Keep spraying at you dummies
I'm about it Sonny
And ya far from it money
Don't ya ever get it twisted
I'll Get ya uplifted
Ain't talking bout ya spirit
Have ya corpse gone missing
Keep it one hunnid
Ask about me youngin
Took it to a level
You'd only dream about it buddy
Ball runner fucken oath
I took it on me own
Did it like no another
I had it baking in the stove
So what if ya exposed
Keep it talking like ya know
How far ya think ya get
Frontin doing it for show
Keep it in ya lane
Quit doing it for the viewing
T.A. a different breed
Heard us coming now they spewin
Class now in sesh they gon learn to keep it shut
Yip yappin out the gums you gon end up in me trunk
Rivers been dealt I'm here to call Tha bluff
Tick tock times up bruh tell em pull up
So who’s claiming realest?
No one wants to admit it
They talkin so heavily but ain’t about the business
I’m aimin at you bitches! So let me know what’s goodie?
We run up on your crew no
Ballys just some hoodies
Now I know you understood me! T.A brought it back
We the best ever to bless this aus rap single frame no flash
I hope you get the picture send them back runnin you can take the “L” wit yah
Fingers stay Twitter, Stay bangin on the net
We in it for the kill yea we bangin for the set
Chasing tails doin heads, they hanging on a thread
How the hell they killin it? When we’re the biggest threats
It’s time to pay the debt I’ll take it cash in hand
Time to get this paper up cash In high demands
We’ll never take the stand! That just ain’t us
Never catch us lackin cause them boys are too what?
Them boys too much they can never be us
Why they trying so hard Brah tell em pull up
Came up from the bottom now we heading to the top
Turn a L to a Win we ain’t never gon Stop
Pulled up lookin fresh like I’m out here doin bizzo
That’s why these copper dogs surveillancing
Like some hero’s
Well they can suck a dick I ain’t saying shit buddy
If you reallly want me come an find me where’s Wally?
I’m out here in my city gettin litty wit the best
Doin big things calculating moves like chess
I ain’t saying that we better just saying that we ahead
Flow so sick we in need of some meds!
Oh you rolling with a crew? Well they can get it to
Like a pair of fresh kicks, I’ll box them up in 2’s
Everybody chasin power, actin like there ghost,
Strapped with that tommy so it time for you’s to go,
I ain’t into chasing clout I’m in it to get paid,
I ain’t here to fuck around all I know is running straight
Pull up anytime if you’s really got a problem,
This is SYDNEY CITY Brah tell em that I got em
Them boys too much they can never be us
Why they trying so hard Brah tell em pull up
Came up from the bottom now we heading to the top
Turn a L to a Win we ain’t never gon Stop
Them boys too Much

Written by:
Darrel pologa, dean pologa, george sua, simon dunlop

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