Therapy Lyrics

Ooh, what a feeling it feels when niggas win

I took a bunch of L's to the chin, so hard to grin

I'm sorta kinda stuck in my ways, I could admit

But if you love me like you say, why would I change one bit

Last night I said the prayer to God, tryna repent

Demons from my past life surfacing once again

I remember crack smoke lingering in the wind

That's back when momma wasn't approving of none of my father's friends

Overhearing arguments cause he went on another binge

My sister's somewhere crying cause momma flipping her wig

We come from humble beginnings, naw fuck it who am I kidding

The lights off it's roaches and rodents roaming the kitchen

I'm just tryna get my piece of the pie, you know the play

Any interference, I'm serving niggas a plate

Look, I was only eight when I saw a victim get scraped

And they say heavy is the head with the crown

I move weight, I don't think you understand

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

Talk to me, I need therapy

Yeah

Talk to me, talk to me

Talk to me, I need therapy

Yeah

Talk to me, talk to me

Talk to me, I need therapy

My mother in the hospital, she going back and forth

The doctor said it's her heart, it's nearly had its course

The ambulances and EMTs, they at my door

My sister tripping cause mommy positioned on the floor

Right in that moment I flashed back to conversations

When we were speaking, I was just barely concentrating

Too focused on what I'm doing for simple dialogue

I just thought I'd have a chance to talk to you tomorrow

But tomorrow's never promised, I'm battling with my conscience

And empathizing with people that had to bury they mamas

Maybe it was the smoking, maybe it was the drinking

Maybe it was the stressing, or maybe I'm overthinking

Look, maybe if mama make it, I'll spend a little more time

Show her although I'm growing, I'm always gon' be her child

Always gon' have her smile, I see you in my reflection

But if God call you home, then I pray you hear this in heaven

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

When I need a shoulder to lean on, who can I call

Talk to me, I need therapy

Yeah

Talk to me, talk to me

Talk to me, I need therapy

Yeah

Talk to me, talk to me

Talk to me, I need therapy