J. U. S. T. I. C. E. League) Yeah Therapy baby For my soul Yeah Just tryna heal, you know? Yeah
Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I've been concerned Feel like my soul on fire, let that motherfucker burn Man nobody gave me shit, I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Therapy for my soul) I had a few hits, even had a few misses Got clumsy in the kitchen, even broke a few dishes Sreet life scarred me, my soul need therapy (Therapy for my soul)
I ain't never been the one to complain, that's when I lose Made moves and paid dues, walk in my shoes It's like a nigga came with directions, I really made me I was drownin' then I threw me afloat, I really saved me Put down everything that I love, that's on my legacy Never fucked with nobody that make a better me If you ask me what happened with King, we grew apart Tried to sue, he took me to court, shit broke my court Same nigga you made a millionnaire, sue you for millions Made man and he want it all, none for my children If wasn't my dawg, I wouldn't touch them When that shit went down with Gibbs, I couldn't trust 'em Investin' my hard earn money, tired of my bread But he gon' try to tell you I'm flawed, that's in his head It's happened just the way that I said it, good on your own And if I'm honest nothin' gangsta about you, leave us alone, yeah And everybody wonderin' what happened with me and Coach Same shit that happened between Tommy and Ghost 'Cause yeah the checks comin' in but the trust ain't there I would say it's all him but that wouldn't be fair I was fresh up out the streets, just tryna fight my own demons Knew somethin' wasn't right, guess I had my own reasons Mission impossible, I ain't on a plane now Sheck took his own life, I ain't understand that Had me feelin' numb, laid in bed for a week Eyes done closed one time, that's a week with no sleep Omar keep it solid, he the reason me and Ross talk Never admit that I was wrong, yeah that's boss talk Since we talkin' boss talk, let's address the sucka shit Grown man playin' on Instagram, real sucka shit Why the fuck these clown niggas playin' with my legacy? Solid in these streets, that's some shit that you will never be Talking 'bout power but weak niggas do the most In real life, nigga you really borrow money from Ghost All that lil' boy shit, you ain't make it, never did Made millions in these streets, what the fuck is 50 Cent? And it's still free Meech, love him if he right or wrong But the streets wanna know, do we really get along If you askin' me, nigga, that's one thousand percent If I did somethin' wrong then I gotta repent Ain't no hatred in my heart, ain't no hatred in my veins If you felt me bein' distant, think it's time to explain And I was stickin' to my plan while Raf Simmons took the stand He tried to G-Money me, what's happenin' with your man? He tried to throw me in your case Guess he tryna save face No exception, know the rules, I just handle it with grace And I ain't sayin' to to do what I know better Still the same nigga, nothin' but love, that's forever See my ego and my pride, yeah, I put it all aside Reminiscing 'bout all them nights we used to vibe When it's all said and done, we're brothers, your mother love us The feds did you dirty, can't stand them motherfuckers Speaking 'bout brothers, welcome home Tee A nigga might owe you money but that nigga ain't me I be lookin' for the truth 'cause that shit be hard to find All these lies and these rumors, fuckin' with my peace of mind
Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I've been concerned Feel like my soul on fire, let that motherfucker burn Man nobody gave me shit, I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Therapy for my soul) I had a few hits, even had a few misses Got clumsy in the kitchen, even broke a few dishes Sreet life scarred me, my soul need therapy (Therapy for my soul)
Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I've been concerned Feel like my soul on fire, let that motherfucker burn Man nobody gave me shit, I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Therapy for my soul) I had a few hits, even had a few misses Got clumsy in the kitchen, even broke a few dishes Sreet life scarred me, my soul need therapy (Therapy for my soul)
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