Too Much! (Melly Mel)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Cole, you stupid)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, look

Look, I feel like I think too much

Spillin' my thoughts into these songs

I ink too much

Lost in the tides, try to get out

But I sink too much

Handle that pressure, turn to the liquor

I drink too much

Proud of my black skin

My hair never kinked too much

Know that my girl love me

She take on the world for me

But temptation dancin' in front of me

And we link too much

Headed for greatness, but, look

I ain't got the patience

I feel like I'm on the brink too much

Nigga writin' verses while at work hustlin'

Niggas told me I dream too much

Feel I ain't dream enough

I was makin' 80K a year but still broke

I put it all into music

I guess I believed too much

You can't tell me shit, nigga

I wrote down what I lived to become a rich nigga

I bet on me

I will volunteer my life and my wages

Employed all of my homies

So in turn, I was workin' for free

But I saw the vision there

Just needed a chance in it

I ain't put me here, my nigga, the fans did it

In L.A. I opened doors for this soulful shit

Nigga's career like oven mitts how I had a hand in it

A storm comin'

Look blindly and bravely, I'm gon' stand in it

Tryna bring change to niggas lost in the hood

You can trap and be a young boy misunderstood

And we wonder why YoungBoy was up to no good

But fuck it

Look, I feel like I think too much

Spillin' my thoughts into these songs

I ink too much

Lost in the tides, try to get out

But I sink too much

Handle the pressure, I turn to the liquor

And drink too much

Proud of my black skin

My hair never kinked too much

Know that my girl love me

She take on the world for me

But temptation dancin' in front of me

And we link too much, shit

Feel like a, look, look

I done made this shit homebrew

I done took the street tales

Turned that shit soulful

Don't tell me that you proud of me

I did what I'm supposed to, talk

We can't be proud, unless we can bring a Rolls through

How the fuck I'm proud when my mama need a cane?

Convinced that it ain't shit wrong with her

It's just the pain, stress, and anxieties

In church talkin' to God like

"Nigga, why You lie to me?"

Told me everything was gon' be fine

And now they cited him

He was at a function with his niggas

Wasn't even on that type of time this time, niggas chillin'

A fight broke out between his cousins, niggas trippin'

One thing led to another, his cousin killed him

He ain't 'bout to speak on what happened

But now he locked, his cousin ain't talkin'

So he just sittin' in the box

Just a week ago he had a scholarship

To get the fuck up out of here

Now he sittin', cryin' there

One of the toughest niggas I know, he's so strong

Talked to Auntie Sandra, she put Mel up on the phone

Could tell that he was broken when I asked him how it's goin'

But as Black men we taught to pretend it ain't nothin' wrong

Shit, well, fuck it

Look, I feel we pretend too much

Lost in this fake persona, gon' be the end of us

Niggas keep killin' niggas, that shit like a trend for us

Give it to you straight, shit

This world never been for us, shit

Look, I feel like I think too much

Pressure keep gettin' to me

I feel like I drink too much

Don't never let 'em tell you you can't do it

That's the fuckin' problem with our people

Sometimes we don't dream enough, so

Man, shut your bitch ass-up, nigga

(March 2022)

Ah, hell nah, cuz, hell nah, cuz

Hell nah, cuz

I told you we gotta share that

Every tradition gets passed down

Trauma included