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Quentin Miller

So Much

 

So Much


[CJ Francis IV:]
So much, so much, so much
I got it through like so much
Running it up for my brothers
I got it through like so much
So much, so much, so much
So much, so much, so much
So much, so much, so much
I got it through like so much

Dirty one six money, dirty like tap
Got all my brothers, it's deeper than rap
I don't even trap but I got twenty new packs
Could never relax 'cause it's hard to kickback
[?] forty, off set shorty
Blue hunnids on me, looking like Dory
All of my shorty's love Drake and Tory
They all hate when I say sorry, true story, true facts
Tracking numbers on the racks, oh
I'm praying while I smoke just to keep me intact
Until I get back, yeah
They know I'm too busy to give them that energy, I don't react

So much, so much, so much
I got it through like so much
Running it up for my brothers
I got it through like so much
So much, so much, so much
So much, so much, so much
So much, so much, so much
I got it through like so much

[Quentin Miller:]
Yeah, I been through way too much, gotta move smart these days
Cause niggas these days go outta they way to stunt
Niggas will say one thing then turn around, say another thing when you confront
I cannot play those games, these niggas gotta do what they told, I do what I want
Back in the city like honey I'm home, let's turn it back on
Stack up this paper until it's too long, you'll never be wrong
I do not clock in to nobody job while making these songs
Kill 'em and hit 'em a couple more times to make sure he gone
Me and CJ go back way before niggas was openly capping on songs
Back when these bitches went missing, would never text back and won't pick up the phone
Niggas ain't used to the height, so whenever it's present it get to they dome
So much to do, I got no time to waste with you haters, I'm outty, so long (Ya dig?)

[CJ Francis IV:]
So much, so much, so much
I got it through like so much
Running it up for my brothers
I got it through like so much
So much, so much, so much
So much, so much, so much
So much, so much, so much
I got it through like so much

done

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