Lyrics
Yo I don't what the fuck happened man
I swear we was just
I looked up and all of the sudden
It was just, damn
Too much Too fast, one foot the gas
Too much Too fast, I'm doing the dash
Too much Too fast, leave it all in the past
Too much Too fast, tryna make it last
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
One foot on the gas
I'm doing the dash
Leave it all in the past
Tryna make it last
Too much Too fast
I want the money milk and honey
Want the pressure and the smoke
Nothing funny when you bummy
Being broke it ain't no joke
Dummy try to take it from me
And you know it ain't no hope
Like a fiend without his dope
Tryna find a way to cope
To rare try to breathe the same air
And probably choke
Too scared when the shit gets thick
They tell the folks
All the drama marinating in the karma
Let it soak
Tryna get the whole farm
For my mom, before we go
I just know I gotta go
I ain't got no time for slow
Tryna front on
A. Phalos, stunting nothing
But your growth
I can feel it getting close
You too quick in your approach
Bitches tryna do the most
Disappear I'm getting ghost
Too much Too fast, one foot the gas
Too much Too fast, I'm doing the dash
Too much Too fast, leave it all in the past
Too much Too fast, tryna make it last
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
Too much Too, Too much Too fast
One foot on the gas
I'm doing the dash
Leave it all in the past
Tryna make it last
Too much Too fast
Dear Miss
Or is it Missus now
No, I was not the type
To ever write a vow