My Therapist
I just got back from California just like the other day
Oh well
Oh well
I can't believe the type of things you been doing to me
I can't keep fighting with people that do nothing for me
I just wanna tell you bout this life that I been living
I know some addict's
Can't break the habit
I know my brother got some issues been fighting some demons
Such a savage
He let em have it
I know that you'll come back for me
My life is filled with the misery
I got so many problems I'm facing
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
Just like that I don't wanna go back home
My girl been tripping so I threw out my trap phone
I thought you loved me but that shit didn't last long
Wait
It's okay imma die young
If you see me when I make it keep it pushing
I know they fake, I know they hating & they pussy
I just hoped up out the coupe like how you doing
Living like a rock star imma shoot a movie
I got things that I cannot forget about
& I know things that we never could speak about
Your on my mind but your never gon' hear me out
I'm done, I'm fed up; with your love
I know that you'll come back for me
My life is filled with the misery
I got so many problems I'm facing
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
Oh well
Oh well
I can't believe the type of things you been doing to me
I can't keep fighting with people that do nothing for me
I just wanna tell you bout this life that I been living
I know some addict's
Can't break the habit
I know my brother got some issues been fighting some demons
Such a savage
He let em have it
I know that you'll come back for me
My life is filled with the misery
I got so many problems I'm facing
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
Just like that I don't wanna go back home
My girl been tripping so I threw out my trap phone
I thought you loved me but that shit didn't last long
Wait
It's okay imma die young
If you see me when I make it keep it pushing
I know they fake, I know they hating & they pussy
I just hoped up out the coupe like how you doing
Living like a rock star imma shoot a movie
I got things that I cannot forget about
& I know things that we never could speak about
Your on my mind but your never gon' hear me out
I'm done, I'm fed up; with your love
I know that you'll come back for me
My life is filled with the misery
I got so many problems I'm facing
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
One two three
Aye
My therapist she told me to count to three
Credits
Writer(s): Derrick Starling
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.