Therapy 4 - Big Sad 1900

Ayy, my sister right here Ayy, Kita, what we tell them hoes? Ayy, ayy, hey You ain't gotta love me, Baby, what I tell hoes Go to trippin', I'ma buy Me some Chanel, ho Then I'ma rock this shit In front you on a sailboat Hit the 'Gram, go to Flexin' from a cellphone Independent big girl And she got her own apartment Every night she set the Mood and she don't like to argue A lot of bad bitches still livin' with they mama A lot of bad bitches still livin' with they mama A lot of bad bitches still livin' with they mama A lot of bad bitches still livin' with they mama I do it, I stick it, I stick it, I do it Suppressor, I'm pressure, But this is an Uzi I fuck with lil' Britney And shout out lil' Scooby It's up there, I'm ign'ant, Stop talkin', let's do it Word around town, I'm with another nigga bitch Gotta be a lie, I'm busy Dealin' with my kids You love your ho then cuff her, Fuck what other niggas think Her bootyhole retarded, Fussy good, her mouth the same She know that we beefin' And she started runnin' game She know we ain't speaking, Can't get caught up in her ways Squash her from behind, Got her hollerin', that's on game Slap her nine times, Royal ride, what you think? Said free my nigga Malucci, White toe, headband, it's Gucci Before they started twerking They used to pop the coochie Before you started rapping, You weren't gangster, you was pussy You know you scared, uh, Hold up, there go OG Boobie I'm runnin' the bread up, I got Huli right here coolin' Controlling me, yeah love, I got shooters who got shooters Exposing a real nigga, That's some shit that we not doin' We hide the flaws of our brother, Go ask Ralo how we movin' OG Ken drop me off, I just jump out and go stupid One way, the dumb way, I think y'all know how we do it I'm paying luxury tax, You know, yeah, I can't relax I'm on the phone with Gucci Mane, "Gato, vato need you in the back" I'm in the building, we can relax Baby come near me, Dreka be strapped We got some children, They gon' be strapped Say you wan' kill me, Nigga, what's happ'? I got the Urkel goggles on, I've been flexing on my phone Hold up, nigga, watch your tone, What the fuck is you on? Big boom from the shoulder, Big boom with some chrome Dude thought he was in power, Got removed from his throne Bitch, I'm pressure on my end, I'm pressure on my end I'm pressure on my end, I'm pressure on my end Bitch, I'm pressure on my end, I'm pressure on my end Bitch, I'm pressure on my end, I'm pressure on my end I forgot what I was saying, Retarded, when I walk in the room You can't tell I'm ready to die, man? What's happening with you? Rockin' a shirt with a collar, I got it, we up I feel like you wasted My time and we up Jump in your shit, got a problem, What's up? You think I don't got it, I'm 'bout it, what's up? You know how I'm rockin', You know I don't bluff Walkin' you down, I'll stand in your guts I do not care if my brother cut up Meant to say public, It must be the crush Anybody that knows me, If you've ever been around me Or ever had the opportunity To be blessed to be in my presence I'm upright, independent, And fearless at all times I don't engage in no bullshit I mean, unless it's with my lil' team You know, other than that, you know All relationships are circumstantial to me I'm pressure Jump in the dashboard, I'm thuggin', I'm playin Rover I still was sufferin' internally Whenever you came over You told me whatever decision I make that we would remain closer But you kinda changed over, Just try to remain sober Kick dirt on my name, I maintain, Then I stay focused They get on Instagram and Take shots at me, thinkin' I ain't noticed I got a thing on top my neck, It got a brain on it (It do) I got a thing inside my chest, It got some stains on it (I do) I hit the shower, go work out, And I don't think on it You draw your sword, Get met with force, You can bank on it I'm Uptown in a Porsche, Got my name on it On South 12th, but of course, Got my name on it On Carolina and on Alice, Got my name on it Go ask Lil Derrick on Saint Joseph, Got my name on it Pressure on my end, Now it's time to wild out We don't do no drive-byes, We spin through and we hop out (Jump straight out and run them bitches, all...)

We live and we learn Even lessons we curved I'm still on a mission I'm still on a search Wasn't looking for love I was looking for lust You gave me your heart I fumbled your trust I'm asking for guidance lord please it's a must It's been a long time I've been slumped in this funk I need to wake up I need to shape up I want to get back to not giving a fuck All this bullshit got me living a muck I swear I'm glued got me feeling I'm stuck Used to it lately Ain't liking it much Holding on to my pain like it's a crutch Walking down memory lane like it's not gonna make me insane Yeah Go out to the club and get super fucked up just to get that shit out of my brain Yeah But I know that ain't the way to go There's A lot of different things I gotta do to grow Gotta get back on my shit and gotta kill these woes There's no time to fuck around I gotta let you know Yeah That I've been malnourished for long enough But it's been about me just stepping up Instead I failed to realize That shit when it mattered so I still cry But it's alright Cuz I'm ok All I gotta do Is find my own way But I'm really creating the shit I promise I ain't going back to faking the shit Yeah Cuz I really got a taste for this shit I promise I ain't going back to faking that shit Yeah I promise I ain't faking this shit Cuz Now I understand that I'm made for this shit Yeah Just keep it running I said I'm off it babe No reason for caution babe Just do what you want I don't give a fuck I already lost you babe I said I'm off it babe No reason for caution babe Just do what you want I don't give a fuck I already lost you baby

Botella tras botella, se emborracha Y ahora me recuerda Recuerda to' lo bueno que pasamos Y se ahoga en penas Que tus compas te agarren el celular Porque ya veo donde empiezas a llamar y yo te bloqueo Porque en mi caso, sí supero Y esto de hace tiempo que está muerto Ya lo enterré y está mejor así Ahora no para 'e llamarme Antes sufría con contestarme Le cambiaron el juego Me perdió y está en duelo Toma para olvidar, pero No puede parar de pensar que Puedo estar con aquellos Los que tanto dan celos Y sueña con que un día volvemos Pero nunca va a pasar eso (pero nunca va a pasar eso) Me llama para resolverlo Y el cel yo lo pongo en silencio (y el cel yo lo pongo en silencio) Pensé que podría ser tu amiga Pero no entiendes y quieres coger To' lo que vivimos un día Y revivirlo, eso es cosa de ayer Supera la historia, mi vida Y abre las puertas a un nuevo querer Quizás con aquella, tu amiga La de los mensajes que te encontré Porque ya me estoy cansando Por fa-, para de insistir, (por fa-, para de insistir) No quiero ni verte en la calle ¿Por qué vienes tras de mí?, (¿por qué vienes tras de mí?) Botella tras botella, se emborracha Y ahora me recuerda Recuerda to' lo bueno que pasamos Y se ahoga en penas Que tus compas te agarren el celular Porque ya veo donde empiezas a llamar y yo te bloqueo Porque en mi caso, sí supero Y esto de hace tiempo que está muerto Ya lo enterré y está mejor así Ahora no para 'e llamarme Ahora no para 'e llamarme Le cambiaron el juego Me-me perdió y está en duelo Y yo ya me estoy cansando Por fa-, para de insistir No quiero ni verte en la calle ¿Por qué vienes tras de mí?

You know I'm down to make the move on a bitch You know I'm down to lose my cool in this bitch You can't play me like a fool in this bitch I drop the top I'm just cruising and shit My lil nigga caught a body I hope he back from Pouring oz's in my sprite this my last one Smokers still know my name from that crack run Bitch I made this shit look good don't act dumb I ain't dealing with these hoes hell nah I lost my patience Loud mouth thats a penalty hoe thats a flagrant Pesos, Benjamins the only thing we chasing Supposed to be somewhere shot dead but I made it Got a lot of shit goin on I got to pace it Bro told me go and get the vette without no payments ZaZa in the backwood I'm about to face it Bitch I'm the kid like that nigga named Jason Bro lift the doors on the lamb he kinda faded Niggas really wanna be my friends but they hating I believe in God but I'm on that shit like Satan You can look me in my eyes and see that I ain't playin You know I'm down to make the move on a bitch You know I'm down to lose my cool in this bitch You can't play me like a fool in this bitch I drop the top I'm just cruising and shit My lil nigga caught a body I hope he back from Pouring oz's in my sprite this my last one Smokers still know my name from that crack run Bitch I made this shit look good don't act dumb I seen my nigga at the light he wanna race shit I can't fuck with niggas they be on gay shit Baby said her nigga boring she wanna take trips Bitch I'm from Tacoma where they really spray shit I'm out of town with some white hoes tryna break shit Now I'm at the Cosmo in Vegas with some black chips Niggas know I'm down to make the move I don't fake shit Flexin on my old bitch she thought I wouldn't make it Riding around the city limo tint like I'm famous Bro come get your nigga I think he laying on the pavement We jus knocked his ass out lucky bro ain't spray shit Niggas get to tripping in my city it gets dangerous Baby said her nigga boring now she wanna take trips Fucking with the winning team call this shit the A-List Niggas know I'm down to make the move I don't fake shit Bitch I'm from Tacoma where them niggas really spray shit You know I'm down to make the move on a bitch You know I'm down to lose my cool in this bitch You can't play me like a fool in this bitch I drop the top I'm just cruising and shit My lil nigga caught a body I hope he back from Pouring oz's in my sprite this my last one Smokers still know my name from that crack run Bitch I made this shit look good don't act dumb