East Atlanta Flows/Therapy III Lyrics

I've been open up to praying

Now a nigga guard up I Feel like Gary Payton

Queens nigga went and bought a house out in Clayton

Another out in Fulton and that's where I raise my Baby

I share it with my lady

East Atlanta flows got me Feeling like I'm baby

And Jazz is my Jayda except it's never separation

Elections came and went and I ain't voted ain't no Faking

None of the ballots is gon' get us reparations

Ain't no phony in me and me nigga, dawg I always Kept it real

Whether in the mirror or someone I knew from lil

I learned showing emotions is gon' always get you killed

And depressed over your lost homies Ain't gon' pay a bill

Kelroy died on that bike

Felt like piece of me went and died too that night

Went out to Belize just to celebrate your life

It was all good till I woke up scratching bites

And nigga that's for real

Every Thug ain't got a nigga riding like they Brian Steel

But only God could judge me, so fuck How niggas feel

So fuck how niggas feel

And only God could judge me so

Sometimes they get the message better when you leave the shit on read

Don't tell me how to deal with losses you ain't never had

Don't tell me how to win a battle you ain't never led

Some shit could go unsaid that ain't really who I am

Back against the wall I stand tall on the set

I was really in New York you'd rather talk through a Text

Shed tears from my eyes laying cuzzo down to rest

And fuck your best man, I'm still the best man yet

You gon kick me while I'm down instead of give a hand to lend

You gon' tell me to get help and I told you that I did

Lost my cousin 12 days before I showed up to that crib

Then I slipped up with addiction, you judging depression

They don't remember the grind, they don't Remember the struggle

I was always down to ride when other niggas said fuck you

Ain't no hate from this way niggas always gon' love you

And for you it was all business, for me you was my brother

I screamed bandits, I scream maple, I screamed mint

Screamed for long enough, now I'm screaming f*** them

It's all unto the death of me, till ain't nothing left of me

A dollar ain't a dream, till I fulfill the debt in me

Ain't always what it seems, but I still give the best of me

You couldn't fill my shoes, audacity to step to me

You niggas rather type in text and lecture me

And I already took steps of necessity

You niggass don't know Jeff, you judge depressive me

It's either that or your selective memory

Kicked me down at my worse, when I was grieving my cuz

You told me I ain't the first to lose someone I love

You told me I ain't the first to lose someone I love

And I get it and I admit it, I was wrong in ways

Hope you get it and you admit it, we could move from this phase

Your God Daughter turning one and she could walk for days

Let this sit and resonate, ain't nothing more I can say, nigga