Too Much

You don't know (yeah) You don't know About this life (of course) Of what you want in a time (for) Another 365 days and I'm still trying to build an estate I've had too much on my plate I've had a lot taken out of me I just dream by the days that I speak of my mom She tell me come home 'cause she's proud of me Lately, I've been feeling drained I don't feel much like the same I put some rats on the chain for the flex And I swear man I still feel the same I used to want minimum wage Now I don't but I still feel the same And I promise I be getting paid (when?) What more can you do for the clout? Two summers are wise to running I'm humble, I know, but I'm changing the sound Put your ass and I got me a crib I put six in a pool, all my boys to the town You know FYS is in town We distribute money around