Crash Lyrics - Schoolboy Q

Too many M's to make (to make) 

Too many rules to break (to break) 

Too many fighting that case (that case) 

I gotta find my way (my way) 

Daughter need new shoes (shoes) 

If I lose, she lose (lose) 

Then I ain't getting used to losses 

Days like this, I wish all my locs was unchained (chained) 

I mastered the rap game (game) 

I mastered the dope game (game) 

Still I feel like I'm God-like on these long flights 

I'm left behind, it don't feel right 

Can't write the script when this real life 

Rich, still dodging that bus ride 

From the west side where don't shit slide 

We on trip time 

Seen the field in their lies (their lies) 

Can't be serious with no rappers (No rappers) 

Stayed down and what happened? (what happened?) 

Got my daughter that mansion (that mansion) 

Gave my mother that million (that million) 

Sold my soul to my feelings (my feelings) 

Can't go blind 'bout these women (no) 

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Too many M's to make (to make) 

Too many rules to break (to break) 

Too many fighting that case (that case) 

I gotta find my way (my way) 

Daughter need new shoes (shoes) 

If I lose, she lose (lose) 

Then I ain't getting used to losses 

I'm going on 'til I crash 

Fuck all the opps, I kid you not, see we gon' crash 

My thoughts is sick, I don't have no sense 

Sometimes I crash 

Pour up this 1942, it knock me on my 

It knock me on my 

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Nigga gotta hit the golf course to get a peace of mind 

Family friends want a piece of mine 

I can tell they all piecing up 

And I can show 'em where peace resides 

Since eight years old, I knew I'd be rich 

'Cause the college route, it wasn't about shit 

Tried the honest route, but chose house licks 

Tried to lock me up, but can't catch this 

Now where we touch down is on my X list 

I'm on a fresh tip 

Too much time out living reckless 

Now I got time up on my left wrist 

Lil' rappers ain't impressive (ain't impressive) 

Your tax bracket ain't impressive (ain't impressive) 

You buy a chain, but won't buy no land 

That hashtag should say, desperate (desperate) 

I'm kicking game for these young niggas 

'Cause one day they'll meet my daughter (uh) 

All that bullshit I taught her (uh) 

Way too blessed to be normal (uh) 

Upper echelon, but we stand that 

So, girl, be proud that your skin black 

And be happy, girl, that your hair napped 

'Cause the school system won't teach that 

Where your father been, you gon' reach that 

Too many M's to make (to make) 

Too many rules to break (to break) 

Too many fighting that case (that case) 

I gotta find my way (My way) 

Daughter need new shoes (shoes) 

If I lose, she lose (lose) 

Then I ain't getting used to losses 

I'm going on 'til I crash 

Fuck all the opps, I kid you not, see we gon' crash 

My thoughts is sick, I don't have no sense 

Sometimes I crash 

Pour up this 1942, it knock me on my. 

It knock me on my