Yungstaxx - Many Times Lyrics

Yeah that's my dawg fasho
All my niggas my blood brothers imma let em know
And when I'm feeling down
I grab my bitch and then I hold her close
And I can't lose my life
So I just stay riding round with my pole
I know they gon' hate me when I make it
I'm in a telly with his bitch, she naked
And I know that the money make her shake it
And you know that the choppa give him face lifts
And too much times I doubt myself but I can never fake it
Yeah I got it on me, gotta hold it tighter
I pop me up a perky perky, yeah it got me tired
And yeah I got the chop, I let it pop at all my rivals
I got brothers in the trenches pray for they survival
And I done prayed a lot now I don't trust up in no bible
My brother put his trust in me, he said he my disciple
These niggas they be tweaking do anything to be viral
Man that shit so psycho and I done got her ass fat like some lipo
Like why you lying on me
And I been crying for weeks cause my homie died on me
And a nigga say that he my homie but he slimed on me
And If you disloyal man that's worse than doing crime homie

And I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright
But in my eyes, in my eyes, in my eyes
Oh I done cried, I done cried, I done cried
Uh, Too many times
Too many times, times, times
Too many times, many times, many
Too many times, many times
Times, many times, many times
Many times, many

Too many times, many times
I been alone I wish I had someone to hold it down
Doing so much drugs I feel my heart, it's slowing down
Why they only wanna keep it real when I'm around
They stabbed me in my back, Oh
And they can't take that back, No
And I just copped the Rollie make the time go
I showed 'em mercy, then I copped the Murcielago
And I'm always with my bitch she go where I go
And all these other niggas wrong they some typos
I go off the top, I'm not a writer
And if he giving statements he's a writer
I stay with my girl cus she's a rider
And if you think that's your nigga who they gon' ride for
And she get crazy off a molly
She told me no more parties
And when I get up in the crib she ride me like a Harley
And we don't do no car keys, I pull up Maserati
And we gon' end a nigga we gon' do him kamikaze

Said I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright
And in my eyes, in my eyes, in my eyes
Oh Oh
In my, Oh oh
In my eyes, in my eyes, in my eyes
I done cried, I done cried, I done cried
Too many times, many times, many times
Oh, Yeah
In my eyes, in my eyes, in my eyes
I done cried, I done cried, I done cried
Too many times, many times, many times
Too many times
I done cried, I done cried, I done cried
Oh
Too many times
Many, many, many times
In my eyes, in my eyes, in my eyes
It's in my, oh, oh
In my eyes, in my eyes, in my eyes