Therapy Session
Don't even ask me how I'm doing
Just know that I'm going through it
Therapy session got me thinking drinking
Me and my bih into it
Want my space a lil bit more fo'real
My mental need a check
Not no rest
I need action
Getting this money use to be fun
But nowadays it's my distraction
Keep my mind up off that other shit
They told me turn to God
I turn to God He know I'm hurt from this
Vengeance in my veins I want some get back on some murder shit
Momma told me baby don't think like that go to church for this
This time it won't work for this
I'm blowing riding on E
Not the gas tank but my heart
My presence lately you won't see
Ain't in the mood for none of that bullshit
Fuck around and you go see
My patience thin I want revenge
And mane I put that shit on G
And I know I need to chill
But why am I fiendin' for that thrill
And they told me I gotta accept that shit
But I can't take that pill
Poe my pain up in this cup
I mix my trauma in my lean
This the only time in life I wish this shit was just a dream
(wanna wake up)
I love my dawg
I miss my dawg
This shit too real
It ain't no dream
Feel like Scottie left the Bulls
Like what the fuck mane we the team
Shit don't feel the same
When yo' right hand ain't right there on the scene
Got me feeling life's a bitch
I'm trying to roll up pop this bean
Get a bag with my lil bro
Like who go help me count this green
And it's made always forever
You don't even know what that shit mean
Shedding tears about my dawg behind these Ray Bans and Celine
Nowadays I wanna wake up wish this shit was all a dream
Ughh
I wish this shit was all a dream
I said I wish it was all a dream
Tell em' again yeah
Tell em' again yeah
Yeah
I love my dawg
I miss my dawg
This shit too real
It ain't no dream
Feel like Scottie left the Bulls
Like what the fuck mane we the team
Shit don't feel the same
When yo' right hand ain't right there on the scene
Got me feeling life's a bitch
I'm trying to roll up pop this bean
Get a bag with my lil bro
Like who go help me count this green
And it's made always forever
You don't even know what that shit mean
Shedding tears about my dawg behind these Ray Bans and Celine
Nowadays I wanna wake up wish this shit was all a dream
Ughh
I wish this shit was all a dream
Wish this shit was all a dream
Yeah yeah
I wish this shit was all a dream
Just know that I'm going through it
Therapy session got me thinking drinking
Me and my bih into it
Want my space a lil bit more fo'real
My mental need a check
Not no rest
I need action
Getting this money use to be fun
But nowadays it's my distraction
Keep my mind up off that other shit
They told me turn to God
I turn to God He know I'm hurt from this
Vengeance in my veins I want some get back on some murder shit
Momma told me baby don't think like that go to church for this
This time it won't work for this
I'm blowing riding on E
Not the gas tank but my heart
My presence lately you won't see
Ain't in the mood for none of that bullshit
Fuck around and you go see
My patience thin I want revenge
And mane I put that shit on G
And I know I need to chill
But why am I fiendin' for that thrill
And they told me I gotta accept that shit
But I can't take that pill
Poe my pain up in this cup
I mix my trauma in my lean
This the only time in life I wish this shit was just a dream
(wanna wake up)
I love my dawg
I miss my dawg
This shit too real
It ain't no dream
Feel like Scottie left the Bulls
Like what the fuck mane we the team
Shit don't feel the same
When yo' right hand ain't right there on the scene
Got me feeling life's a bitch
I'm trying to roll up pop this bean
Get a bag with my lil bro
Like who go help me count this green
And it's made always forever
You don't even know what that shit mean
Shedding tears about my dawg behind these Ray Bans and Celine
Nowadays I wanna wake up wish this shit was all a dream
Ughh
I wish this shit was all a dream
I said I wish it was all a dream
Tell em' again yeah
Tell em' again yeah
Yeah
I love my dawg
I miss my dawg
This shit too real
It ain't no dream
Feel like Scottie left the Bulls
Like what the fuck mane we the team
Shit don't feel the same
When yo' right hand ain't right there on the scene
Got me feeling life's a bitch
I'm trying to roll up pop this bean
Get a bag with my lil bro
Like who go help me count this green
And it's made always forever
You don't even know what that shit mean
Shedding tears about my dawg behind these Ray Bans and Celine
Nowadays I wanna wake up wish this shit was all a dream
Ughh
I wish this shit was all a dream
Wish this shit was all a dream
Yeah yeah
I wish this shit was all a dream
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Writer(s): Ernest Rosendoll
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