Therapy

Uh Yeah Uh Yeah

All you niggas talkin down like you got something to say
They aint got nothin to say
They aint really gettin paid
All you niggas talkin down like you got something to say
They aint got nothing to say
They aint really gettin paid
All you niggas talkin down like you got something to say
They aint got nothin to say
They aint gettin in my way

Is you with it or what?
I been rollin these blunts
So high up I feel stuck
I been getting these bucks
Yeah
Back that shit up
Fucking with you for months
Then we fall off for months
Then we back like whats up
God damn
Frontin on me back then you choosing all these lame niggas
Checks used to have three digits
Now I'm fucking like eight bitches
Ah
Pull up deep how we stunt
Living how I want
She was tryna front she want me back she out of luck
Catch me in the cut on the block we posted up
High as fuck yeah I'm faded off the kush
Uh
Niggas talkin down
When I come around
They aint got nothin to say
They aint really gettin paid
Nah
We just landed in the city
All these hoes they fucking with me
Cause they know I'm stacking digits
To the ceiling how I'm living
Yeah
Man I came up off of nothin so you know I live it up
Screaming fuck Donald Trump
In yo city turning up

All you niggas talkin down like you got something to say
They aint got nothin to say
They aint really gettin paid
All you niggas talkin down like you got something to say
They aint got nothing to say
They aint really gettin paid
All you niggas talkin down like you got something to say
They aint got nothin to say
They aint gettin in my way



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Writer(s): Xavier Stone
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