Therapy

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I told you I was pickin' up my bars, didn't I? I told you I'd be right there with the stars, didn't I? I told you if you cross me then we stop speakin' Promise if I lose then you can stop breathin' I told 'em it was foot up on they neck season I'm the one that's blind, how they wasn't seein'? I been up in the room full of stars and the bosses And you thinkin' it's for no motherfuckin' reason A lotta people at my crib never made it out So-and-so was movin' weird, I had another route I'm just out here doin' me, I don't need permission Make sure you put that with my name when it come out your mouth Hood girl with a whole lot of dreams all in her bloodstream I been grindin' every day, all day That's why I be rollin' up the street tellin' a nigga, "Please" If you think you 'bout to play with my bank Okay, my nigga [Chorus] Either go and fold or you gettin' to it My only option is to get to it Even when it hurts inside Man, I can never stop movin' I know I probably need some therapy But for now I put it in this melody My skin is black, I can't afford losin' You either gon' fold or you gettin' to it [Verse 2] Who's silent now? Who's competition now? Who was in they feelings when we moved back to the town? See it in they face now, I could feel the hate now I could see the lies through they teeth, bitch, I'm on one Thought we was some last niggas, thought we was the past niggas Thought we were the ones who weren't payin' attention in class, nigga I might blast niggas, you can kiss my ass, nigga Told 'em I was rappin', they didn't believe I could spaz, nigga Turn my cheek and take the high road I can't fit in that lane, I got a wide load You ask me am I insane, hell if I know Used to smoke ten blunts a day, I was wild, bro Real niggas'll listen good and rewind this I ain't angry, this is therapy at its finest Sat down with Silk-E and she told me to run with it Be a beast with this music, yeah, my mouth is a gun with it [Chorus] Either go and fold or you gettin' to it My only option is to get to it Even when it hurts inside Man, I can never stop movin' I know I probably need some therapy But for now I put it in this melody My skin is black, I can't afford losin' You either gon' fold or you gettin' to it
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Credits
- Writers
- JANE HANDCOCK
- Max Perry