paroles de chanson TOO MUCH SUGAR (feat. KALEB MITCHELL) - Dzh

Yaya... I haven't that shit in a minute

You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
They gon pass it
They gon pass it
They gon pass it

You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
Cause you average, you ain't me
Gimme the bag, my pen ain't free
I ain't pay, no receipt
If we play, I won't cheat
Play to win, play for keeps

Niggas been working 'til stars & the Sun is up
I gotta run it up
Telling my old self the fun is up
It's no one better, you stuck with us
I might keep one in the tuck wit us
Best if you run from us
They made a threat that they running from
Say that you bout it, so, please make it fun for us
Nigga, what happened?
Subtracted the BS, that sums it up
Said they was done with us?
(My nigga, fuck it up) My presence a problem
My pen is imperfect
You love what they feed you
You sleep with the serpents
I don't fuck with acting, I'm closing your curtains
And I see the moves that you making had worsened
And I see the reason why niggas be lurking
And I see why niggas have not found they person
And I see why niggas don't think you working
'Cause we see the effort, ya shit really worthless
And it's common sense to keep it all a buck
Can't stop the pen, I'm leaving shit corrupt
Done paying y'all attention
When y'all ain't even paying me enough
I'm not the one, and far from number 2
I could never rest upon you fools
The way I got 'em baffled, all aloof
And niggas ain't fuckin' wit you, cause you too

Soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me
You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me
You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me
You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me, hoe

My teacher told me that this wasn't realistic
Realistically, I just made more than her salary
Niggas popping off from telling these fallacies
Run they mouth so much they gotta burn calories
Bitch never been inside my anatomy
I been thorough since they day of my birth
I ain't never ask a nigga for nothing
And on my momma I been making it work
Niggas dick riding all for some clout
Rather go and build it up from the ground
She ain't never see potential in me
But I guarantee you that she fuck with me now
Niggas that I used to listen to, hear my shit
And they tell me they like how it sound
Never told nobody what I was doing
It's kinda funny how the word get around
They don't wanna claim you when a no one, but get it poppin', and they all wanna piece
Only pop out of the crib, to get to the bag then after that, I'm in the breeze
King of the 9 and I put that everything even went and put it up on some t's
Niggas is vegan they don't want the beef
To tell you the truth you niggas is

Soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat (bitch)
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me
You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me
You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me
You too soft, you too sweet
Too much sugar on ya treat
They gon pass it back to me
'Cause you average you ain't me, hoe