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Please come here late at night
I'll play a song on my guitar to lull you
Don't be utterly helpless
I'll call your name when you feel like
What you

the scenes that I'm choosing
While shooting, for da stars
Right now I'm cruising past mars
And I here I be from me to you, from you to me
this therapy, is

cold
Ooo
I swear this music save me
Therapy is what it gave me
Where I'm from it's like there's no hope
Ooo
So I keep my family so close
Ooo

In my tribe

Babe come ride with me
Give you what you want
Give you want you need
Babe come vibe with me
I'll be your therapy
Give you everything

Looking at you

Yeah yeah
They watching all my moves
I got eyes on me
I’m speaking to the mic just like therapy
My heart is too cold, I got this ice on me
Yeah yeah

(Feel like they been waiting on this shit, shit crazy)
Every time I talk in the mic it feel like therapy
How you posed to be my opp, you really

Cause shawty you're essential to me
You're my therapy your love got me healing
You're the type I see in my dreams
All these females be so deceiving

fit, yuh cuda carry mi offspring
Wam to gyal enemy? Cuda never mi ; woman a mi necessity
Mi full her wid di energy, she say it's therapy
Nuff gyal inna

mad
Got no therapy so I be writing feelings on a pad
Write my feelings on a paper need a pencil
Draw it out I visualise the pain up on a stencil yeah

my therapy the time is running
Hoping for a day that I can reunite my brothers
Up in the sky, for now we stuck and we high
There ain't no other way

She just want some retail therapy she Tells me every detail
Swear that pussy wet as a ocean got My ear to her sea shell
Heaven knows she’s giving me

right
Mind racin through the day all my thoughts way ahead of me
I go to therapy just
So I can hear somebody on the outside tell me that it's gonna be

for me
You been acting different
I got to tread carefully
I don't need no therapist
This music shit my therapy
And I showed you love
Whenever you needed

Woke at a quarter to three
Head drowned in voices of dark
They'll pick my bones til they're clean
And leave what's worthless to rot
I'll play til I

I can't even think straight lately
I can hardly say your name, it's crazy
Still act like you can call me baby
Every night I play the same scene
I'm

and pretending she's me
I'll give you free therapy
Just give me your company
I'm exhausted and weak
Full of words I don't speak
Born in the autumn
Falling down

can tell that this shit is inborn
(shit is inborn)
and i ain’t never had to complain my therapy my mic and my phone
(my mic and my phone)
but even

the lab with Berettas and techs
I've been in the mix like a bag full of Chex

Play with my time and regret it
This is my therapy session
I air it out over

had snaked me out of spite
Ain't tryna' do no therapy I just pour it out when I write
Won't tell you to much about it but you can listen if you like
I

need some therapy 

Without the rap music man I feel like I'm going crazy
I need to play the tunes and sit like I'm lazy
Cos my life is really hard

a drink and therapy  
 
Slowly I am losing baby 
This game I never intended to play  
But no one's there to pull me to safety  
Should I be relieved  
That

three and a half minutes
Yeah, I could have sworn there was one more instrument
I think I had my little brother play over it too
But I can't hear it

bout to
Kill this instrumental Foot up on the pedal, Like how you talkin shit But you be up in the Rental, So much on my mental

This shit like therapy

don't panic!!
I will never leave my bebe they just wanna talk I don't need their therapy,
Hold me like you do me bby
The thing wey u do to me
E dey do me