Therapy Session Lyrics

Yea

Look

I told you all of my secrets

Helped you out when you needed it

I gave you my all and you paid me with way less

Being genuine ain't good enough

That's what I'm learning

Being kind gon' get you beat up

That's what I'm living

Being good ain't really what you want

Soon enough you'll see it

I feel better when no one around

Deep into the thinking

No one to trust on

I ain't perfect I admit it

But by you always did righ

Why I got back somethin' different?

And you know I hate to vent

But this time I feel it's needed

Cut the mic on, hit record and I delete it

My heart's been numb

Only feel it when it's hurting

Been distant from the lord lately I been fighting demons

Trying my best not to let this anger destroy me

I which I could say I hate it but deep inside I got a feeling

A feeling that it's all worth it, I hope

And I know that ima strive through it, for sure

I lost faith in this world a long time ago

Stab wounds from loved ones who don't want to see me succeeding

I guess they just don't want me to fail

Been there already

Life knocked me down right on my face now I'm back on two feet (two feet)

Paranoid all the time so there's nothing I believe in

Been deceived too many times so I can't let you in I'm sorry

And I don't expect nobody to ever understand me

And I know yeah I know what you said and told about me

Right behind me

Don't come near me

If you'll excuse me

Huh

Don't come near me with that fake shit

I ain't got time for it

I'm just trynna get my bread up fuck what y'all doing

Ain't just worried 'bout the cheese

Also trynna have an influence, on the kids let them know that they can do it

For real

If I put my mind on anything, I can do it

And won't never let nobody tell me I can't do it

And if it means I won't fit in then fuck fitting in

I'd rather sleep on the streets than stop being real

Huh

Cause what kind of Dad would I be?

If I was a follower and made my children to be, slaves to the system

And gave them to that son of a bitch

Teach them to build up companies that they probably never owning negge?

Huh

What kind of dad would I be?

If didn't try to do the same thing that my dad did or pass him

What kind of son would I be?

What kind of dad would I be?

What kind of man would I be?

Huh

And I want you to know I wanna make millis

I don't want to work for no negge I want to be my own boss

I wanna

I wanna

I wanna make sure you straight

Make sure the family's straight

Cause you shouldn't have to work no more you did what you did

You did your part now it's my time, I gotta make a move

Show out, go all out

I'm trynna make you proud

Even though we don't get along, I think it's cause we too alike

I used to want you

I used to need you

Those time you weren't there I use to miss you

I used to feel like you hated me

I kind of still do, but I hope my visions come to life and you see it through

Huh

And you see it through

I hope my visions come to life and you see it through

Huh

And you see it through

I hope my visions come to life and you see it through

And I'm still on this path I chose, I ain't giving up

Cause my mama raised me well, gave me all she had

Raising four kids by yourself ain't a easy task

But she made sure we was straight

Gave us all she had

Struggling to make ends meet had to quit her job

Forced to put up with my bêtise

I was a trouble child

Hope she forgives me

I know it wasn't easy

I put you through so much but I never seen you crying

You so strong ma

And your son is on the road, I'm on the grind ma

I'm just trynna make you proud, hope you know ma

And your son is on the road, I'm on the grind ma

I'm just trynna make you proud, I hope you know ma