Therapy Lyrics

For the fam, this shit bigger than me All I wanted was money and peace

Fuck this shit, getting tired of the streets Lost some niggas, they living through me

Without the rain, the pain, the cloudy days Don't know where I would be

When I feel like I be going insane The music is more like my therapy

It's easy to love me while I'm winning know if I wasn't, the love be kinda different

Even at my lowest, I'm a giver I got your back, I can't see it any different

A lot of my losses gave me wisdom All of my bitches is bad, know how to pick em

I gotta cut you off, you don't see the vision I gotta play on the line, give me a minute

They looking, I came through Dripping every day, going through pain

Who isn't? I'm the one who come through the lane, shoot, dish it

I wake up tryna pursue new chicken Couldn't focus on rap, I was stuck in the trap

And the phone kept clicking Now a lot of my goals got bigger

Fucking with it, the flows keep switching If you knew like half of the shit that I've

been through To get where I'm at, you stop bitching

And I know one day I'ma be on top Getting topped off with the top missing

And I knew back then when I still used to trap On the block that I wanna block, nigga

I knew that I was flaming hot, nigga I knew that I would get my shot, nigga

I knew I wasn't gon' never stop, nigga Some ain't make it, I had to crop, niggas

Cut em off, they ain't see the big picture Talking seven and even six figures

No more being late on the rent, nigga No more being late on the rent, nigga

For the fam, this shit bigger than me All I wanted was money and peace

Fuck this shit getting tired of the streets lost some niggas, they living through me

Without the rain, the pain, the cloudy days Don't know where I would be

When I feel like I be going insane The music is more like my therapy

Uh, never stopping, never giving up It was hard times that I came through

I know what the clout and the fame do Shit I've been through would've drained you

Would've broke you down to your ankles Fuck a label, living single

When you kept me going, God, thank you God, thank you

Right back at em, they thought I was finished I got the killers and trappers in attendance

I made a killing off trapping in the trenches Now the plug send me the tracking when he ship it

Gotta run it up, stack it to the ceiling Out working, niggas no I ain't never chilling

I got your back, that's forever, that's a giving Turned it up, Now that bitch pay me more attention

Cook it up, turn it up, and let me simmer In my heart, really colder than December

The losses, they turn me to a winner No matter what you be going through, don't give up

They only gon' love you when you winning All I know is just trap, stack rap quarter pound in a backpack Talked down on me, I was doing bad

Bet I get the last laugh I'm addicted to bad bitches

Oh, bad bitches talking bad, bad I'm addicted to bad, bad

I'm addicted to bad, bad For the fam, this shit bigger than me

All I wanted was money and peace fuck this shit getting tired of the streets

All some niggas, they're living through me Without the rain, the pain, the cloudy days

Don't know where I will be When I felt like I be going insane

The music, it's more like my therapy For the fam, this shit bigger than me

All I wanted was money and peace fuck this shit getting tired of the streets

Lost some niggas, they living through me Without the rain, the pain, the cloudy days

Don't know where I will be When I felt like I be gone, they're saying

The music, it's more like my therapy