Ev Thompson - Too Much Lyrics

Bring me all the smoke,
I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
Yeah I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
Yeah I'm a-breathe in all of that
Out here shootin for the green like tin cup
Right when ya got it in the bag shits f*cked up
John Daly shootin with a buzz n a blunt
And a smokin' lil shorty with a couple big guns
She a choke out artist like the Phoenix Suns
Speaks in tongues over the meanest drums
I'm Meadowlark on the break havin some fun
I got it on a string with the handles son, now
Let's get down to it boy my mind is polluted
Juice to the music, but the clock's undisputed
Don't be disrespectin' Father Time
If you see em on the line don't hit decline
But I'm poetically prevalent, specimen, make the call
Temperaments irrelevant, dead em n take the fall
Closet full of skeletons, put heads in the guillotine
Lead off Ricky Henderson, boo stretchin' like limousines
I want all the smoke, hotbox competition kid
I ain't ready to die like Chris Wallace did
I want all da smoke, you can bring me all of it
I'll still be poppin' bots like the 72 Dolphins did
Bring me all the smoke,
I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
Yeah I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
Yeah I'm a-breathe in all of that
Better get out of my way, motherf*cka
Don't move or get slain if I change lanes, motherf*cka
See me and them we ain't the same
To be fair, I'm flyin' different planes than most of the game
Jesus on my chain, drippin' flames, grippin' grain, YOLO
Attracted to fame, wanna give me brain on the low-low
Thirsty for some Chedda hoe, it's time for you to go home
Next Friday, ridin' on tens, don't even know though
Flames with the raps, make it rain on the track
Ain't talkin' old school when I'm takin' it back
Steph makin' it splash when the stage gets smashed
And they say I'm true school, so I take em to class
And I'm takin' the pass, Marbury how I'm droppin' dimes
John Fury entertainin' how I floss and grind
Lethal like the Gypsy King in his prime
Or like Roy Jones Jr. showboat all the time, like
Young Blake takin' lobs from old Baron Davis
Keep to myself, come through dolo, and kill some f*ckin' stages
They won't figure my structure, like 13th floors
I'm the force from the north, and I'll tell them now with the chorus, come on
Bring me all the smoke,
I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
Yeah I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
I'm a-breathe in all of that
Bring me all the smoke,
Yeah I'm a-breathe in all of that