Therapy
I need some therapy
I don't feel like myself
Is like The devils tryna get at me
Therapy
No, Not therapy
What the people gonna say?
You tryna ruin my Legacy
Everybody's like, what's wrong
Imagine feeling weird even when you with your squadron
My mind is a tv and I don't really like what's on, wax off wax on
Weight of the world on my shoulder I'm
Boutta get my squats on
My girl said f*ck therapy and made me cum to my senses
All she want is dick back, seems like the consensus
I just wanna kick back, under sun with some lenses
If we ended though my breakdown I Understand who my friends is
And Zay told me F*ck the therapy, the money therapeutic
Getting out the slums, I'm sure that shit is soothing
Not fighting for crumbs probly show me
What the truth is
Helping out my Moms, definition of what cool is
People never wanna pay you mind when they owe you
Psst loyal? They Gon act like they don't know you
Close friends did that to me and it brought me stress
That's all I gotta say today let me get some rest
Therapy
I need some therapy
I don't feel like myself
Is like The devils tryna get at me
Therapy
No, Not therapy
What the people gonna say?
You tryna ruin my Legacy
Oh oh oh oh ..oh oh oh
Ohh ohh oh... oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh ..oh oh oh
Ohh ohh oh... oh oh oh
I just turned into a full time rapper
My belly got fat, I'm a part time gangsta
My head still the same but my dick gots Super long
I don't shave as much and my sack hang super low
I feel like Gucci mane, before he came from jail
Except I don't trap, and I'm more frail
I like overthinking, Vacation is calling
Hung up on it before but now that im falling
I'm picking up before it ring, act like I ain't miss a thing
All day, broadway, white t, Mr clean
I just wanna pop, live my life from streams
Change somebody's life, that's the f*cking dream
Wonder if I made the right decision in the huddle
Ever since I slacked with academics
Been an everyday struggle
Rap and 9-5 such a hard thing to juggle
One day ain't enough so you hustling the double
Phoreign - Therapy Lyrics
Phoreign - Therapy Lyrics
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Therapy
I need some therapy
I don't feel like myself
Is like The devils tryna get at me
Therapy
No, Not therapy
What the people gonna say?
You tryna ruin my Legacy
Everybody's like, what's wrong
Imagine feeling weird even when you with your squadron
My mind is a tv and I don't really like what's on, wax off wax on
Weight of the world on my shoulder I'm
Boutta get my squats on
My girl said f*ck therapy and made me cum to my senses
All she want is dick back, seems like the consensus
I just wanna kick back, under sun with some lenses
If we ended though my breakdown I Understand who my friends is
And Zay told me F*ck the therapy, the money therapeutic
Getting out the slums, I'm sure that shit is soothing
Not fighting for crumbs probly show me
What the truth is
Helping out my Moms, definition of what cool is
People never wanna pay you mind when they owe you
Psst loyal? They Gon act like they don't know you
Close friends did that to me and it brought me stress
That's all I gotta say today let me get some rest
Therapy
I need some therapy
I don't feel like myself
Is like The devils tryna get at me
Therapy
No, Not therapy
What the people gonna say?
You tryna ruin my Legacy
Oh oh oh oh ..oh oh oh
Ohh ohh oh... oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh ..oh oh oh
Ohh ohh oh... oh oh oh
I just turned into a full time rapper
My belly got fat, I'm a part time gangsta
My head still the same but my dick gots Super long
I don't shave as much and my sack hang super low
I feel like Gucci mane, before he came from jail
Except I don't trap, and I'm more frail
I like overthinking, Vacation is calling
Hung up on it before but now that im falling
I'm picking up before it ring, act like I ain't miss a thing
All day, broadway, white t, Mr clean
I just wanna pop, live my life from streams
Change somebody's life, that's the f*cking dream
Wonder if I made the right decision in the huddle
Ever since I slacked with academics
Been an everyday struggle
Rap and 9-5 such a hard thing to juggle
One day ain't enough so you hustling the double
I need some therapy
I don't feel like myself
Is like The devils tryna get at me
Therapy
No, Not therapy
What the people gonna say?
You tryna ruin my Legacy
Everybody's like, what's wrong
Imagine feeling weird even when you with your squadron
My mind is a tv and I don't really like what's on, wax off wax on
Weight of the world on my shoulder I'm
Boutta get my squats on
My girl said f*ck therapy and made me cum to my senses
All she want is dick back, seems like the consensus
I just wanna kick back, under sun with some lenses
If we ended though my breakdown I Understand who my friends is
And Zay told me F*ck the therapy, the money therapeutic
Getting out the slums, I'm sure that shit is soothing
Not fighting for crumbs probly show me
What the truth is
Helping out my Moms, definition of what cool is
People never wanna pay you mind when they owe you
Psst loyal? They Gon act like they don't know you
Close friends did that to me and it brought me stress
That's all I gotta say today let me get some rest
Therapy
I need some therapy
I don't feel like myself
Is like The devils tryna get at me
Therapy
No, Not therapy
What the people gonna say?
You tryna ruin my Legacy
Oh oh oh oh ..oh oh oh
Ohh ohh oh... oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh ..oh oh oh
Ohh ohh oh... oh oh oh
I just turned into a full time rapper
My belly got fat, I'm a part time gangsta
My head still the same but my dick gots Super long
I don't shave as much and my sack hang super low
I feel like Gucci mane, before he came from jail
Except I don't trap, and I'm more frail
I like overthinking, Vacation is calling
Hung up on it before but now that im falling
I'm picking up before it ring, act like I ain't miss a thing
All day, broadway, white t, Mr clean
I just wanna pop, live my life from streams
Change somebody's life, that's the f*cking dream
Wonder if I made the right decision in the huddle
Ever since I slacked with academics
Been an everyday struggle
Rap and 9-5 such a hard thing to juggle
One day ain't enough so you hustling the double
Writer: Phoreign
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