Текст песни Too Many - The Real CEO

Too Many, Too Many, Too Many, Too Many
Too Many, Too Many, Too Many, Too Many

Too many niggas be checking for me
Too many hoes be checking for me
All of this shit is too extra for me
All of this shit too extra for me
Suspicious niggas got me extra lonely
Cuz they always actin extra phony
But this is what come with them bands, thought that was always the plan (Damn)

Currently I just been chasing this currency
Been learning about all these royalties
So nobody ever can shit on me
I know how the money supposed to be
Business man with a business plan
Sweats on with no business tie
Excuse me for my Js on, but that just seems to be the best attire
Now that I know who the real and the fake
It's time to determine who really a snake
Cutting the grass and Im seeing ya face
Copying me but u leaving a trace
Now I can see how ya friends can turn into enemies
I never thought it could happen
But since I done started this rap shit, niggas been actin so backwards
Hittin me all my DMs like u is a fan, nigga you faker than tans
You must be poppin them zans, thinking that Im gone respond to the scams
I got the plan, I got the vision
Dont ever @ me I hate to be mentioned
All of this was confusing at first, but then I realized that these niggas be tripping

Too many niggas be checking for me
Too many hoes be checking for me
All of this shit is too extra for me
All of this shit too extra for me
Suspicious niggas got me extra lonely
Cuz they always actin extra phony
But this is what come with them bands, thought that was always the plan (Damn)

My mindstate is a crime rate it dont feel safe in confined space
Got time to chase but no time to waste
So Im always looking at the time of the day
Gotta alot niggas all up in my face
They aint know me then but they know me now
They see I got a couple interviews and now CEO is what they shoutin out
Got damn this shit is so suffocating, niggas taking shots and not intoxicated
My timin here is so approximated, that I just gotta be glad I made it
Swerving through traffic Im mad as Ive ever been
Tryin to stay relevant without irrelevance
Niggas all up in my ear like they never been
Sayin I gotta do better than ever did
Well this is a hell of a gift, but a hell of a curse
Im either gone make me a profit, or bury myself in the dirt
Promise you I know whatever's my worth, since I been put on this earth
I know these niggas be hating on me, But I just keep putting in work