Live 2 See
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Therapy, yeah
It's like therapy you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
Said I been drivin' round my
Look
Said I been drivin' round my city, 40 in the tank
Windshield showing colors, mind distorted when I think
Portions of the plate divided equal
Between no one but my people, everybody eatin'
My past made me aggravated had to find the pieces
I'm past saying I'mma take it
I just gotta reach it
I don't wish this shit, I speak it
Had people say they'd die behind me then the love changed
I acknowledged and just kept quiet but I must say
You can probably see the marks from tires when I touch lanes
My dawg will put it on you and show off just like a runway
Enough said but still feel like it's not enough to say
Ambition runnin' for me so I just sit back and trust the pace
Did a show in Brooklyn, caught the last train to Jerz
Ain't hit the crib 'til 3 but nigga that's how it works
When passion put first
Know that sacrifices occur
I gotta get it, it's like religion
This writin' is church
It's more therapy, you see
I hit the beat and I just share a piece of me
It's more therapy, you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
I just share a piece of me, yea
Look, you know that trauma runs deep
The difference is I spit the shit I really live
And any other part is how I see it
Much too cold to run without a heater
Virginia show we parked it up the street
Afterwards got faded it was mainly stress relief
I perfect the cadence, lay the tapes and feed the streets
Energy been changing, go through phases as I breathe
I been chasin' better things
Havin' visions that somehow never relate to what I see
My nigga keep me in your thoughts
I ain't askin' you pray for me
I ain't askin' you pray for me
We ain't takin' layups bitch we wait 'til we can take the three
And you should know that
See me in person I treat relations like my phone tapped, no calls
Don't match the standards so I don't catch the references
But somehow I manage
Somehow I manage
It's like therapy, you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
It's like therapy, you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
I just share a piece of me
I just share a piece of me
Say yeah, yeah, yeah
Therapy, yeah
It's like therapy you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
Said I been drivin' round my
Look
Said I been drivin' round my city, 40 in the tank
Windshield showing colors, mind distorted when I think
Portions of the plate divided equal
Between no one but my people, everybody eatin'
My past made me aggravated had to find the pieces
I'm past saying I'mma take it
I just gotta reach it
I don't wish this shit, I speak it
Had people say they'd die behind me then the love changed
I acknowledged and just kept quiet but I must say
You can probably see the marks from tires when I touch lanes
My dawg will put it on you and show off just like a runway
Enough said but still feel like it's not enough to say
Ambition runnin' for me so I just sit back and trust the pace
Did a show in Brooklyn, caught the last train to Jerz
Ain't hit the crib 'til 3 but nigga that's how it works
When passion put first
Know that sacrifices occur
I gotta get it, it's like religion
This writin' is church
It's more therapy, you see
I hit the beat and I just share a piece of me
It's more therapy, you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
I just share a piece of me, yea
Look, you know that trauma runs deep
The difference is I spit the shit I really live
And any other part is how I see it
Much too cold to run without a heater
Virginia show we parked it up the street
Afterwards got faded it was mainly stress relief
I perfect the cadence, lay the tapes and feed the streets
Energy been changing, go through phases as I breathe
I been chasin' better things
Havin' visions that somehow never relate to what I see
My nigga keep me in your thoughts
I ain't askin' you pray for me
I ain't askin' you pray for me
We ain't takin' layups bitch we wait 'til we can take the three
And you should know that
See me in person I treat relations like my phone tapped, no calls
Don't match the standards so I don't catch the references
But somehow I manage
Somehow I manage
It's like therapy, you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
It's like therapy, you see
I hit the record and just share a piece of me
I just share a piece of me
I just share a piece of me
Credits
Writer(s): Jerimiah Ochoa, Kirti Pandey
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