Intro (Therapy Session) Lyrics

Yeah, welcome to the intro, G Milli, Kev B Servin, We cooking, I'm feeling good, Yeah, let's

Get this bitch

Yeah

Pocket full of money, Didn't even know what to do with it

All I know I could've bought anything from the mall

Got my dog in the front seat right now, Ducking the law

Got a baddy on her knees, Praying to me like Allah

I'm sorry, But I mean that with no disrespect

Nigga, Try to ask me bout a bitch, Sorry, can't recollect

Say that I don't got your back, But you call a nigga collect

I got niggas ready, get up in line, They really step like a sorority

Get around smooth shit, Never bored with me

Need my money right up on time, Give it up orderly

Niggas always fucking up shit like a disorderly

You niggas only go off first half, I do it quarterly

Still taking losses, Can't act like I got it figured out

Times getting hard, But it's molding me to a different route

Just wanna touch me a bag, Get it in big amounts and build that generational wealth

Is what it's all about

Step into my office, Tell me how you feeling

From the look up in your eyes, I see you need healing

The way you looking at me, You think I'm the realest

Some say I'm a hero, Some say I'm a villain

But I rock alone and I'm steady chilling

Talking slang on phones cause them feds listening

We showing respect, Ain't dissing dead niggas

Tryna make a way and get some bread with you

Step into my office, Tell me how you feeling

From the look up in your eyes, I see you need healing

The way you looking at me, You think I'm the realest

Some say I'm a hero, Some say I'm a villain

But I rock alone and I'm steady chilling

Talking slang on phones cause them feds listening

We showing respect, Ain't dissing dead niggas

Tryna make a way and get some bread with you

How you niggas robbing peter just to pay paul

Cuddy got the hands Whoop a nigga, No Jake paul

Not talking John Travolta when I'm saying face off

Say it up in messages, Really can't face y'all

I can never hang with people that hate y'all

I can't speak for them but I can't relate dawg, Nobody do it better, I'm feeling like Nate dogg Answering the phone like it's Jake from State Farm

Battle wounds up in a war, Turned into scars

They tampering with some of the food

Get us a farm

Actin like you somebody else

Be who you are, Not even on my level, If you wished up on a star

If you throwing salt on somebody game

Won't make it far

Difference between me and some niggas I'm going hard, The lights was off up in my place, I was in the dark

I won't let a situation dictate if I make it far

Facts

Step into my office, Tell me how you feeling

From the look up in your eyes, I see you need healing

The way you looking at me, You think I'm the realest

Some say I'm a hero, Some say I'm a villain

But I rock alone and I'm steady chilling

Talking slang on phones cause them feds listening

We showing respect, Ain't dissing dead niggas

Tryna make a way and get some bread with you