I re-up, I re-up
Doin my part til we up
Till my folks are free-ed up
Back to my chores all eased up

Too much of this, too much of that
Too many too many too many dogs, too many cats
Too much too blame, too much to hold
Too much to fathom
Too many wacks, way too many too much of yep, in my ears, had too much of that
They say too much of this, ain't never no good, what about Megan
What about Satan, ain't he from the hood?
Y’all misunderstood, it's too much of hating
Too many too many crazies
Too much for me, maybe, this how u pay me
Nigga, you can shut up and pay these nigga’s

I re-up, I re-up
Doin my part til we up
Till my folks are free-ed up
Back to my chores all eased up

Too many mouths talking,
Speak minds, not thinking of outcomes
Too late, this aint when the time comes
It goes the way u imagine
Too many visions of niggas picking my passion
U saying misfit, im thinking outlast em
U nitpick, i pick up and trash em
Or kill it like Cannon, too many niggas
do shit they can not handle
I can not sample that, I would never go thru
Its ashanti foolish
Im allergic to this kind of bull shit
Nigga I wont stop till I die or pull shit
…Can’t tell me how to do shit
Im Ruthless
Been nice too long now too loose shit
Sail smooth like cruiseship
Im choosy, wake up to bake up and rule shit