TOO MANY TIMES

(album: MISUNDERSTOOD - 2019)

And then the smoke got me
That be Maaly Raw!
Aye, aye, aye, yeah

They tryna' take me for the ride
You in this game, it's do or die
Been having dreams 'bout suicide
Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly
And I done seen my momma cry
Aye, too many times
I was young, I was blind
Couldn't read between the lines
Now a nigga worldwide
And I know my fans gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me (Yeah), they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me

Got paranoia cause you reaching for that blick, blick
Shorty come here and suck this dick, I don't want no lip, ho' you see this drip
Blue hunnids' on me, bitch you know I'm a crip
Pop me a perc, and I'm takin a lift
Jump in that pussy, it's just like a rift
Soar in the sky, gliders [?]
Yea, yea, smoke a nigga like a cig
Yea, yea, skinny nigga but I'm big
Yea, yea, hit the block, get it in
Yea, yea, fuck an addict, get revenge
Yea, yea, hit it hoe, pull her wig
Yea, yea, I-I feel like a reaper, grave dig
Yeah, yeah, foreign silent niggas, no my niggas never tell
Free Che Trill, they done gave my brother hell

You in this game, it's do or die
Been having dreams 'bout suicide
Can't spread my wings, won't let me fly
I done seen my momma cry
Aye, too many times
I was young, I was blind
Couldn't read between the lines
Now a nigga worldwide
And I know my fans gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me, they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me (Yeah), they gon' die for me
They gon' die for me

Bugz on the beat

I hope these habits don't turn into suicide
I feel the pain, I gotta utilize
You with the gang, it ain't no switching sides
Cause I done seen this shit too many times, too many times, too many times

Aye, gang talk, this that gang talk
Pop these pills, they are prescription just to take the pain off
7.62 hit like missiles, it'll blow your brain out
Put that lil' boy in the blender, wipe a nigga stain off
I'll die for all my niggas, I can never change up
Kill a killer, ride with pistols, that's just how we came up
Elliot diamonds look like skittles, I just got my chain buss
Screaming "fuck all y'all niggas", ya'll ain't show no love to us
Riding with [?], aim it for his tip top
Fucking on his lil' thot, she gon' make that pussy pop
Speed it up, then make it stop, bussing down all on her crotch
Left him looking like some Crocs
Murder man, they took his watch
Sipping on some dirty wok, I just popped like thirty rocks
They know I don't milly rock, y'all niggas jus' gon get the guap
Say you get money, but who did you kill?
Huh, look at my palms, they itching
She want Chanel, I'm going to get it
Fuck [?]

I hope these habits don't turn into suicide
I feel the pain, I gotta utilize
You with the gang, it ain't no switching sides
Cause I done seen this shit too many times, too many times, too many times