Too Much

[Chorus: Sampha] Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new lust for you (Oh, don't think about—) [Verse 1: Drake] Done sayin' I'm done playin' Last time was on the outro Stuck in the house, need to get out more I've been stackin' up like I'm fundraising Most people in my position get complacent Wanna come places with star girls And they end up on them front pages I'm quiet with it, I just ride with it Moment I stop having fun with it, I'll be done with it I'm the only one that's putting shots up And like a pot luck, you need to come with it, don't run from it Like H-Town in the summertime, I keep it one hundred Met a lot of girls in my times there Word to Paul Wall, not one fronted I was birthed there in my first year Man, I know that place like I come from it Backstage at Warehouse in '09 like, "Is Bun coming? Fuck that, is anyone comin' 'Fore I show up there and there's no one there?" These days, I could probably pack it For like twenty nights if I go in there Back rub from my main thing, I've been stressed out Talkin' to her like back then they didn't want me, I'm blessed now Talkin' to her like this drop, bet a million copies get pressed out She tell me, "Take a deep breath You're too worried about being the best out" [Chorus: Sampha] Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new lust for you (Oh, don't think about—) [Verse 2: Drake] Uh, someone go tell Noel to get the Backwoods Money got my whole family going backwards No dinners, no holidays, no nothin' There's issues at hand that we're not discussin' I did not sign up for this My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket list And now he's actin' like, "Oh, well, this is life, I guess" Nah, fuck that shit Listen, man, you can still do what you wanna do You gotta trust that shit Heard once that in dire times when you need a sign That's when they appear Guess since my text message didn't resonate, I'll just say it here I hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment Telling herself that she's too sick to get dressed up and go do shit Like that's true shit And all my family from the M-Town that I've been 'round Started treating me like I'm "him" now Like we don't know each other, we ain't grow together We just friends now Shit got me feeling pinned down Pick the pen up or put the pen down? I'm writing to you from a distance like a pen-pal But we've been down [Chorus: Sampha] Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new lust for you Oh, don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much There's no need for us to rush it through, oh Don't think about it too much, too much, too much, too much This is more than just a new lust for you, oh, oh (Don't do that—) [Outro: Sampha] Don't give up, on your hopes And you tell me somethin's gone wrong Wholehearted, wholehearted, you care, you care 'Cause I'm such a dreamer, a believer in a sense Well, if it's all a dream Then I'm on fire, feels like, I'm on fire Tell me when I'm lyin', tell me when I'm tryin'