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Okay, well lets go party then

One bad Ikki in this masterpiece
Two bad bitches bro I had to leave
One sad song written carelessly
Lounge therapy, burn

Shit for a fee

'Cause I ain't got nan degree
In fuck boy therapy
Why they all come to me
Broke and broken
Being open
Ain't got nan degree
In fuck boy

just hold tight
You don't need no man that don't know what his role plays
You chasing Ms that happy mill
Have your way
Baby go head take your time
If u

I swear that
I swear that
I never would tell you to go and stop all that
A blessing on me
You my therapy
'Xiety gone when I saw that back
Bring it

off as 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

And she looked just like you
I even got her name tattooed
Cross my heart and hope to die
And stick a needle in my eye

I'm afraid of this game
That we play

help if I was willing and able
But I am not strong
So I just play along, oh
Drink myself till I'm falling from the table
I'd get help if I was willing

I'm too
Scared to play
But I keep putting in my player name
I can't think straight
Your face fogs up my brain
Fuck my life
Say goodbye
Put me in therapy

swear I get so angry the pressure boils inside of me you're nothing like you appeared to be glass is my therapy
I swear I get so angry the pressure boils

Therapy’s just a few texts away baby
And your heartbeat jitters like the 808's breakin'
She’s the kind of girl who stares up at the stars
Watches the rain

Nah nah nah nah
Huh
Nah nah nah nah
Huh
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Gave you my love like a therapy yea
Can I speak my truth? can I breath?
I got

Alright let's get it

Break down some ganja I'm rollin a game and runnin a play
Top of the song
I should have mention to listen attention I need you pay

Therapy session
Fuck the message
I don't got time, so i don't take the pills
Minds a race, it's why I knocked the plans
Fuck the fans, it's why I

medication
You give me rhythm
Molly
You play my heartstrings
Your voice is my therapy
You seem to carry me
Molly
You play my heartstrings
Like no one else I've

I'm going insane
Cannot end this way
This is not even a game
That I daily play
Fucking end of me
I know you aren't therapy
But at least say that it

Therapy
If you're feeling empty, wanna run and hide
Can't we seem to get back, to a time when I wanted to try
Not so easy, but you know in the end

us
Like Sixties
When they murdered all our black figures
And then they got the nerve
To call us just a bunch of black niggas
So we play the hands that

gon' need therapy
I don't want to play the game
Of being second place
Don't know if I can trust you
After your escapades
Thinkin' what you did was right

My fate
I write...
For release
For relief
For ME
For therapy
For grief
For you
For he
For she
For us 
For we
For peace

Back against the wall
But I

You will remember me

Take it away
I'm the underdog enemy
Going insane
This is Death Punch Therapy

Way of the fist fight good night play amongst

bull shit, about drinking Hennessy
Sometimes I play acoustic, with tragic melodies
Music is my therapy
Man fuck y'all this my therapy
My family told me

blunting
Smoke one thing
Sipping berry Gin on a long high way
BUJU Banton
Play me destiny
Plenty blessings whey go shower upon me
Everybody giggle and whine

Tell me do you care for me?
Will you be there for me?
Sometimes I swear to God we need therapy
I spent days
So call me crazy
Yeah
I guess I messed

Girl your all I need
Girl can't you see
Be my fantasy
Your the one I need
Your the one I need
Girl you set me free
Love your energy
Your my therapy