yuke – Therapy Lyrics

Therapy – yuke Lyrics

Yo, I can't switch up on my day ones, no

I can't switch up on my (Soulja)

I needed some gas, I hit my soulja

Hit my soulja, cop one and we roll one

She took me for granted 'til I'm so done

She took me for granted, I feel so dumb

Ain't no weed broker 'cause she broken up, uh

It looks like the time's up, we gon' have to steal her

Ain't no way I miss you now, I'm gettin' bitches different now

I'm not tryna be distant now, I'm just tryna bet on myself

I'm just tryna increase the wealth

I'm tryna get like stacks, on stacks, on stacks and my hits , ho

Had to remind myself real quick that I'm the token

Keep smokin' 'cause I hate self loathin'

Keep smokin' 'cause I hate self loathin'

We took therapy, I spent OD on clothes, bitch

We took therapy, I spent OD on more shit

I need some clarity so I poured up some potion

All my thoughts, they eat me up, so I can't focus

She a thot, she eat me up and then she go, bitch

I can't switch up on my day one's, no

I still kick it with the same one's

Will you show, what? There's some snakes up in your crowd, I already know

Hoppin' all the turn stops 'cause I'm in New York

Tryna tell this bitch I'm on top, she already know

I didn't mean to make you cry like a bad joke

I was tryna get high, I was tryna get thrown

Yeah, I hurt my heart, broke as fuck before

Sowed it back together on my fuckin' own

Give a fuck 'bout what they tell me, I'm not in the wrong

Smoke a blunt I'm noddin' off in the other room

And I'm startin' to think about how I'm not into you

I'm not in no fantasy, bitch, I'm the livin' truth

And I'm a real life (Soulja), bitch, I been the truth

I might run up on myself 'cause I don't walk in groups

I just put bread up on your head, I won't even talk to you

Don't hit my line tryna cop no plea, like bitch, I'm blockin' you

Like please pop out to my block, let's see who's poppin' who? Bitch