Therapy
Realness yeah its hard to find
There's not too many in the running for my kind
The booth is my favorite dine
Im not fat just love eating beats on my spare time
My brain just let these killer thoughts arrive
But mind your own beeswax stay with your own hive
They gettin heated watch their temperature rise
Stick drivers mad cause I got that automatic drive
Hold your opinion, im too busy winning
To give a god damn of what you give of my description
Im fibbing whatever you feel acknowledge it
If the negatives are even then its bound to build a positive
I don't care if its too derogative
As long as it can help on my side of it, Yeah
My realness will never stray
When im on top never will I act as a Toupee, Hey
Smoking a black on this one, yeah
Let it ride
My therapy session
As the grass becomes yellow
I grow more mellow as a fellow
But no grays appear on my skull to show that I wised up
Hard to become major when your thought are all minor
Don't we all just want life to be fine
Hunger for success so we eating up time
Staying past curfew just to focus on a rhyme
Hoping one day your signature finds a dotted line
Im not greedy just more I want to gain
Knowledge I wanna retain even if it causes pain
They say when your cash increase you start switching lanes
When I need four quarters is the only way ill change
Im giving it my all
Hard as a rock so of course imma stand tall
Spirit vacuum I swear life sucks
But imma stay true to me no matter what
There's not too many in the running for my kind
The booth is my favorite dine
Im not fat just love eating beats on my spare time
My brain just let these killer thoughts arrive
But mind your own beeswax stay with your own hive
They gettin heated watch their temperature rise
Stick drivers mad cause I got that automatic drive
Hold your opinion, im too busy winning
To give a god damn of what you give of my description
Im fibbing whatever you feel acknowledge it
If the negatives are even then its bound to build a positive
I don't care if its too derogative
As long as it can help on my side of it, Yeah
My realness will never stray
When im on top never will I act as a Toupee, Hey
Smoking a black on this one, yeah
Let it ride
My therapy session
As the grass becomes yellow
I grow more mellow as a fellow
But no grays appear on my skull to show that I wised up
Hard to become major when your thought are all minor
Don't we all just want life to be fine
Hunger for success so we eating up time
Staying past curfew just to focus on a rhyme
Hoping one day your signature finds a dotted line
Im not greedy just more I want to gain
Knowledge I wanna retain even if it causes pain
They say when your cash increase you start switching lanes
When I need four quarters is the only way ill change
Im giving it my all
Hard as a rock so of course imma stand tall
Spirit vacuum I swear life sucks
But imma stay true to me no matter what
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Writer(s): Phillip Cavil
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