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Echezona - Doin' Too Much Lyrics



Echezona - Doin' Too Much Lyrics




I can never catch a break, they say I'm doin' too much
I feel some type of way cause y'all ain't doin enough
Jig is up, you mad because I keep it a buck
Tryna make a joke out of me, you outta luck
What was you expectin? Bunch of hugs and friendships?
I don't think you get it, I can not respect it
Who you think you pressin? Who you think you checkin?
Shoot ya shot, once again, I don't recommend it

You got a year or two on me,
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up

So called family, you can't trust em
Ain't no love like I thought, they be bluffin'
So I keep it at hi and bye, no discussion
Cause ain't no pickin' and choosin' when to call me cousin
Hell nah, you ain't have my juice, back when you was my age
Talkin' bout, back in my day, please get up outta my face
Lookin' at me sideways, if I ain't important, neither are you
Chasin' the green, leave you on read, you feelin' blue
You on the job, you feelin' salty, I'm in the stu
You ain't support, whenever I drop, but I know you knew
Don't call me a child again
You actin phony, all on my line, I'll never dial again

You got a year or two on me,
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it

Who you make this record for?
Culprits be the ones to act clueless, wear if the shoe fits, stupid
Dudes I idolized turned Judas
Never took the call, now they hit me, I'm like "new phone, who dis?"
Do it motion picture, but lowkey bout my movements
More "out here" than half the cats that wanted me excluded
Yo mama adore me, that's actually real life
Don't wanna be at yo function and I'll still get an invite
Oh you really gon' switch? Oh you really gon' switch?
Oh you really gon' switch? Oh you really gon' switch?
Grown men out here actin like some toddlers lately
Grown women out here triflin', I won't tolerate it
Immature, heh heh, that's an understatement
Instigatin' cause my status is risin', teen icon, the way I'm inspirin'
American Idol, they wanna grill me like Simon

You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up

Told y'all quit playin' these games, we ain't in elementary school no more
E-C to the H-E, and nobody do it better, huh?
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I can never catch a break, they say I'm doin' too much
I feel some type of way cause y'all ain't doin enough
Jig is up, you mad because I keep it a buck
Tryna make a joke out of me, you outta luck
What was you expectin? Bunch of hugs and friendships?
I don't think you get it, I can not respect it
Who you think you pressin? Who you think you checkin?
Shoot ya shot, once again, I don't recommend it

You got a year or two on me,
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up

So called family, you can't trust em
Ain't no love like I thought, they be bluffin'
So I keep it at hi and bye, no discussion
Cause ain't no pickin' and choosin' when to call me cousin
Hell nah, you ain't have my juice, back when you was my age
Talkin' bout, back in my day, please get up outta my face
Lookin' at me sideways, if I ain't important, neither are you
Chasin' the green, leave you on read, you feelin' blue
You on the job, you feelin' salty, I'm in the stu
You ain't support, whenever I drop, but I know you knew
Don't call me a child again
You actin phony, all on my line, I'll never dial again

You got a year or two on me,
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it

Who you make this record for?
Culprits be the ones to act clueless, wear if the shoe fits, stupid
Dudes I idolized turned Judas
Never took the call, now they hit me, I'm like "new phone, who dis?"
Do it motion picture, but lowkey bout my movements
More "out here" than half the cats that wanted me excluded
Yo mama adore me, that's actually real life
Don't wanna be at yo function and I'll still get an invite
Oh you really gon' switch? Oh you really gon' switch?
Oh you really gon' switch? Oh you really gon' switch?
Grown men out here actin like some toddlers lately
Grown women out here triflin', I won't tolerate it
Immature, heh heh, that's an understatement
Instigatin' cause my status is risin', teen icon, the way I'm inspirin'
American Idol, they wanna grill me like Simon

You got a year or two on me
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up
Don't let it blow ya head up

Told y'all quit playin' these games, we ain't in elementary school no more
E-C to the H-E, and nobody do it better, huh?
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Writer: Echezona Onwuama
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Performed By: Echezona
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Echezona Onwuama

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