TUHTUHMUCH ft. Riipper & Phillip Wisdom Lyrics

Throughout history, various characters have risen, have fallen

But none have yet survive the type of storm this man has

For anyone going through anything

I advise you to keep fighting

Never change who you are

And what you believe

But to move to your own drum, your own beat

You are now in the presence of Yung Koba

Welcome to Peace and Melodies In The Eye of the Storm

(KC, play them notes bro!)

I'm a survivor

Devil want me to give into his shit and I said "Nada"

You was my lil rock, my lil baby, my lil sider

You was in need of a nigga, a real nigga

Didn't want no ex, no stress, just you

But actions came through with truth like a cheque

That's why I don't wear my heart on my sleeve

Cause' shirts just wear out, when you wear it out

Too too much

I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)

I gave you way too much love (Too too much)

I gave it all to you (Too too much)

Mhmmm (Too too much)

I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)

I gave you way too much love (Too too much)

I gave it all to you (Too too much)

I found peace all in the stu

I found peace all in the stu

I found peace all in the studio

Woah, woah

Yeah, I can tell that you don't care, you ain't gotta pretend

I just needed a friend, kinda thought it'd be you

You ain't tryna make no amends, I guess that ain't nothin new

(Ohh woah)

You don't want no problems with me

I don't want drama shawty

I'm just tryna make this money

Glocky on hip or horny

Bet not be a fuck nigga, if there's even fucks niggas

Lil shawty a real ratchet bitch she down to bus triggers

Uh, had to learn to let shit go (let shit go)

If you not feeling this then let me know

Let me know

I ain't tryna waste no more time with a crazy bitch

And I done made my mind up, don't care what you say to me

Koba told me focus on myself and that's what Ima do

Woah, yeah woah

I'm a survivor (I'm a survivor)

Devil want me to give into his shit and I said "Nada" (I said nada)

You was my lil rock, my lil baby, my lil sider (My lil sider)

You was in need of a nigga, a real nigga

Didn't want no ex, no stress, just you

But actions came through with truth like a cheque

That's why I don't wear my heart on my sleeve (Never)

Cause' shirts just wear out, when you wear it out

Too too much

I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)

I gave you way too much love (Too too much)

I gave it all to you (Too too much)

Mhmmm (Too too much)

I gave you way too many chances (Too too much)

I gave you way too much love (Too too much)

I gave it all to you (Too too much)

I'm just try to deal with all my issues

Solvin all my issues with this lust and this mic

Solvin all these issues with this lust and this mic

And these drugs, and these drugs