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All the girls naked and shit. This is my type of party, selective as spit. Got a couple of them looking at me, gum And shit. Always been, always has, always was, Always is. Such a nigga, yeah, Simple and rare. I'm there, seventeen of them to Share. I got it, never gonna give it away. It's all about now motherfucker, what you say? Too much of nothing, too many busters. Too many bitch niggas got all the money. Too much talking, too much beef. I think the wrong niggas got control of the Streets. Too many shootings, all the wrong people. Too many guns, my nigga, to stay legal. Too many options, too many losses. Too many motherfucking politics and lost it. There's too many haters everywhere that I look. Too many heads trying to get on my kush. I just got me a bottle of Henny and Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in. It's too many. Trying to act like they down, But when the money get low, they nowhere around. It's too many. That's all in my business. Gotta chalk it to the game 'cause ain't none Of them lit is. There's too many. Haters, too many fakes that all swear they for The cause, but they really on the take and They really on the case. Ho's that is. You get money, they sniff you Out like they Dobermans. But I don't trip on that, I got chips To stack. Plenty money to get, so let the Dummies just spit. I link with the vets, now The table is set. And too many want my spot, but that ain't No threat. I'm so relaxed, right where I'm supposed To be at. Yo D, Audio Hustlers the future Of rap. And too many motherfuckers getting all in Your business. All thinking that they owe when ain't None of them did shit. The difference is that we do this and you Just wish to be part of the game. You put your heart in the game, that was Your first mistake. Gotta play it before it plays You or get out the way. There's too many haters everywhere that I look. Too many heads trying to get on my kush. I just got me a bottle of Henny and Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in. It's too many. Trying to act like they down, But when the money get low, they nowhere around. It's too many. That's all in my business. Gotta chalk it to the game 'cause ain't none Of them lit is. There's too many. Naysayers and wannabe players. It's fuel when these haters try to betray us And show their true layers. My fate is greater, too late to say prayers. That's life in the majors. On the streets, it's life takers and po-po's ready To aim and take a shot like a photo. When the shit jumps, feels like it's in slow-mo 'til somebody's mama's screaming, "Oh no." Too many lies for what? How much is enough? Tough shit for the ones Who ain't getting no love. Act like you wanna take mine, I'm calling your Bluff. It's like a movie, I'm waiting for someone To yell cut. Too many rappers out there with No clue, but maybe one day you wake up And it hits you. That it takes more than One hit to go that far if you're in This game to become a rap star. There's too many haters everywhere that I look. Too many heads trying to get on my kush. I just got me a bottle of Henny and Everybody got their cups, but they ain't chipped in. It's too many. Trying to act like they down, But when the money get low, they nowhere around. It's too many. That's all in my business. Gotta chalk it to the game 'cause ain't none Of them lit is. There's too many.