Luyện nghe bài hát Therapy Shit

We having along the way
But the is in the journey
I'm in my bag

1]
I left from global
Almost in my
To to go and sit down in a clink
to reach
The again
Mad with prison guards keys
Mad with God why don't he answer me while on my
I'm in need, I
Life don't ever out how we want, but I succeed
I hustled a lil bit things which I achieved
I my wife my plan
I told her she can leave
She cried her out then abruptly she just agreed
I had to talk in code giving orders to streets
Executive, staff, 2 members
on my team
Executor whenever matters get decreed
I played by the received my slot from out the bean
Big general
Game literature
When you on nation business
This shit come your children
This shit come before feelings
shoving dick in my lil hoe
I took no
Lost on my last bid
tense, now I'm just pressure
Niggas shooting, taking shots that don't leave no

Gates don't protect in folly and I don't get
gliders move in silent if you hear it in pair
Get your blowed out
Put feet in the air
People stairs
Cold my stare

2]
By one hoe I'm
Took some losses, no
But we only fear Allah, walk anywhere, no
By my father,
Depression hit, I must
Seeking love out in the and got embraced by the ghetto
Right leg under, took some fire, still got of metal
Up right independent, bitch we die it's
That case you had, it got
You agreed to some
I lost fights I never told, I never fold under pressure
Took some time, accepted mine go it up for the record
Dead broke while in New Orleans people I was balling
a black Maserati just for one of my artists
Went Versace, was hot, I was the one who had bought it
Put the over your head, when I had just had a daughter
Show me I hated on you, backstabbed me too often
Dealing with the opps while I'm in recording
Put you in a grey Camaro, just me I spent it
Paid Peppa lil money that we borrowed, remember
I stood up for you when they said you was with children
They say I'm signing sex offenders niggas right in my
I told you fuck 'em, just stay focused, you gon any minute
Transition, you played hard, that's your mechanism
You still my favourite though you let them turn you against me
You really hurt, I see your pain, you me cos you miss me
You really hurt, I see your pain, you dissing me cos you me

Ain't nobody never you like me
And you that
When you sit around in a
one thing
If you can't be used, you
Big
I a junkie