Too Often Lyrics

I been smoking daily

Been tryna quit but the stress got me feeling like I need it

Fighting with demons come out swinging I can't let 'em beat me

Calling on God he ain't pick up it's like my call was screened

Dropped to my knees and screamed

When yo heart be bigger than yo body seems like you always be bleeding

Cut from all different angles friends family and these bitches

This shit happens too often to the real ones

This shit happens too often to the real ones

Cut off my nigga

Bitch had em tripping ain't wanna kill em

Pray for em instead

Hope you find guidance you gone in the head

I been living in red

The reals ones is dying the fake ones is lit

I gotta live in that shit

Ride with the nine on my lap cuz I ain't gonna deal with that shit

Fake shit at a all time high and these niggas praise it

These hoes gone Finess anything except a job and they babies

Everybody slime these days

Murder on my mind these days

Fuck around and die these days cuz I ain't got the time these days

I been smoking daily

Been tryna quit but the stress got me feeling like I need it

Fighting with demons come out swinging I can't let 'em beat me

Calling on God he ain't pick up it's like my call was screened

Dropped to my knees and screamed

When yo heart be bigger than yo body seems like you always be bleeding

Cut from all different angles friends family and these bitches

This shit happens too often to the real ones

This shit happens too often to the real ones

Yeah tired of my niggas tired of they mama crying

So sick of losses being crossed im losing my mind

This shit happens too often

Too often to the real ones

Heart bigger than my body that's why im always bleeding

So tired of being used everybody round me scheming

Only call when they need me

I kicked them pills but I swear right now feel like I need em

This shit got me fiending

Crossed by my dog you did me wrong

I swear to God I wouldn't have done you that

Scars all on my back from my past

I'm still tryna heal from that

Fuck love what ima do with that

Ride with that glizzy be a murder if I reach for that

Wish I could have my niggas back

I been smoking daily

Been tryna quit but the stress got me feeling like I need it

Fighting with demons come out swinging I can't let 'em beat me

Calling on God he ain't pick up it's like my call was screened

Dropped to my knees and screamed

When yo heart be bigger than yo body seems like you always be bleeding

Cut from all different angles friends family and these bitches

This shit happens too often to the real ones

This shit happens too often to the real ones

Yeah tired of my niggas tired of they mama crying

So sick of losses being crossed im losing my mind

This shit happens too often

Too often to the real ones