Lyrics More Than We Asked For - B Free
"Hello?
Hey,
hey.
Whats
going
on
son?
Happy
Birthday,
it's
Dad
man
I've
been
trying
to
reach
you
all
day
today
It's
November
17th
right?
Okay,
Happy
Birthday
son
I'm
trying
to
get
around
to
you
as
soon
as
possible
Hey
now,
I
love
you
man
and
tell
Bianca
Happy
Birthday
too,
cuz
I
missed
her
to
I'll
be
around
soon
son,
just
give
me
a
call
back
Peace"
I
got
a
call
from
my
pops
he's
saying
I
need
to
slow
down
Aware
that
every
place
that
I
go
now
I'm
required
to
be
with
a
team
of
niggas
that's
active
Or
hold
my
own
like
the
soldier
he
raised
me
to
be
it's
tragic,
I
know
We
was
young,
we
had
nothing
We
made
moves
and
assumptions
that
we
could
be
what
we
wanted
When
you
graduated
and
made
your
way
to
higher
conjunction
And
we
celebrated
moved
you
and
your
momma
to
luxury
we
headed
out
of
the
country
So
pure,
clear
minded
with
some
dreams
Working
in
hopes
that
we
could
have
everything
And
I
know
you
know
you
tired
of
that
same
shit
And
I
know
you
know
I'm
tired
of
that
fake
shit
Where
bitches
always
think
they
famous
I'm
just
tryna
make
the
game
flip
I'm
just
tryna
get
the
bank-head
Tired
of
hearing
the
same
shit
Tired
of
hearing
the
same
kids
Always
talking
bout'
the
life
they
wish
they
had
Never
moving
fast,
never
been
about
the
money
Money
coming
in
man
But
it's
not
enough
we
need
way
more
Yeah,
aye
fucking
with
the
boy
I
put
you
on
I
can't
do
what
they
do
baby
girl
a
nigga
way
to
grown,
it's
okay
I
got
money
for
you,
tell
me
what
you
want
I
said,
"I
can
do
you
right
so
shawty
please
don't
do
me
wrong"
Girl
I
know,
yeah
I
know
every
time
I
come
around
things
always
seem
like
the
most
I
know
every
time
I'm
out
of
town
and
seem
like
I
don't
Ever
wanna
call
you
up
for
love
And
meet
with
your
friends
like
I
owe
them
something
It's
not
just
you,
its
the
both
of
us
Got
to
get
shit
going
I'm
the
chosen
one,
I'm
like
yo
I
know,
I
know,
I
know
it's
hard
for
you
and
me
to
move
Tryna
get
famous,
people
call
me
up
and
tell
me
things
about
you
to,
girls
it's
okay
I
got
niggas
in
the
city
that
you
from
where
you
run
drunk
when
the
clubs
closing
I
know
women
get
lonely
and
hope
for
a
nigga
like
me
to
come
hold
you
I
don't
judge
you
on
the
shit
in
the
past
Couldn't
love
you
if
the
shit
wouldn't
last
Wouldn't
trust
you
if
the
cats
out
the
bag
Whole
damn
city
waiting
on
me
to
mash
I
used
to
whip
a
focus
now
I'm
driving
in
a
jag
with
cousin
Jay
in
the
fucking
passenger
seat
Damn,
and
you
always
be
asking
what
happened
to
me
But
what
happened
to
you
What
happened
to
us
Before
the
drugs,
before
the
lust
and
the
limelight
Come
through
whenever
you
want
Whatever
they
got
to
say
about
me
I
don't
give
a
fuck
Got
Bert
coming
in
the
studio
with
me,
coming
up
with
beats
Hani
out
squading
up
the
team
With
my
head
in
the
clouds
and
my
ears
to
the
streets
When
it
used
to
be
you
and
me,
now
it's
me
and
them
Living
through
my
friends
and
we
working
hard
And
I
can't
even
find
myself
anymore
Fuck
Yeah,
I
remember
when
we
used
to
sit
on
the
floor
Talk
to
ourselves
about
how
we
want
more
How
we
gone
get
it
Now
that
we
got
it
this
shit
is
just
crazy
and
now
we
on
tour
Like,
yeah,
it's
okay
right
now
Overdue
bills
getting
paid
right
now
LA
right
now
Where
the
girls
just
fuck
for
fun
and
make
funds
What
can
I
say
right
now
I'm
getting
paid
right
now
Yeah
I
got
them
screaming
out
my
name
right
now
I
never
wanted
shit
to
change
right
now
I'm
wishing
everything
the
same
right
now
I
never
wanted
you
to
feel
my
pain
I
never
wanted
me
to
be
the
one
that
you
could
never
love
Because
of
all
the
lust
that
I
received
from
sluts
that
don't
know
anything
I
don't
understand
The
boy
coming
back
is
a
high
demand
Spent
too
many
nights
and
the
mother
land
I
see
things
have
gotten
way
out
of
hand,
not
again
Yeah,
I
know
you've
been
working
I
know
that
you
certain
I
know
what
you
did
and
I
know
you
never
meant
to
hurt
me
on
purpose
From
all
this
commitment
To
all
of
these
bitches
See
all
of
its
different
All
this
pressure
got
me
feeling
conflicted
Never
wanna
lose
your
love
Never
wanna
lose
your
trust
We
was
sixteen
rolling
in
a
sixteen
baby
knew
wassup
Hate
to
see
you
in
the
club
Can't
blame
nobody
else
We
only
did
it
to
ourselves
I'm
sorry
1 Outta Time
2 Too Close
3 Pressure
4 Holiday Inn
5 Paradise
6 Feel
7 Take Me Back
8 On My Lap
9 Shooting Up the Club
10 More Than We Asked For
11 The Plan
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