therapy session

You know I'm not going vernac on this one It's a therapy session you feel me We do it for the streets, my niggas who were locked up My dead ones, my day ones you know They just gotta feel me, nothin' is impossible We all got dreams wake up in the morning tryna hustle everyday Cold outside smokin' Turks til the sun go down Ballin' every season like the Lakers They wanna make Koddie bleed, codeine and tattoos in my veins it's for infinity Rocks and chains all I want since I left the penitentiary Alarm clocks in my head I'm depressed as f*ck Nobody knows me feel like drowning in the ocean Hit the booth while I'm sippin' on potion, yeah Hit the gas no break pass can't let you niggas breath Happy father's day to my dad sippin' Ice Tropez on the rocks I got the cream homie Started from the bottom now we bout to live the dream homie Used to write blank pages in high school callin' out to Caesar like the Romans did Always kept the scissor in my pants for the f-cat I'm a hellracer My brother died but they never quote that shit so to hell wit' it I put him in a song My sister died at 19 hope I get to have a conversation wit' her son Yeah jus' to let him know your uncle got the cake you can have a slice I see dead people when I close my eyes dawg Julius, Amy and Sam, Moses, uh-huh Hope you angles in the sky and I get to see you someday Purple tears chrome hearts (yeah), that's what I like Down the streets throwin' hands with the fans like Pacquiao I'ma bleed forever, the streets too deep yeah I need to catch my breath nigga, I need to catch my breath Mmm So I met up with this young mami called Michelle A cute redbone you feel me, she had a kid Played with her daughter on the whole journey to Jo'burg Asked me for my number afterwards, said we could kick it later on Damn she hot as hell man That's a therapy session you feel me Pour some Henney on ice while I shed for the dead homies All these days spent on the inside now I'm flexing with some rich hunnies Let me slide in that punani like a credit card My jewelry fake but we twinkle in the dark Brenda got a baby so lemme nut on her titties (yeah, uh) Right after I take the rubber off 'cause I can't trust these bitches (yeah) They catch mood swings in the booth while I spit the truth Yeah, yeah, I got these bitches stallin' (yeah, uh) I could never be loyal to any lady except for my mother I put that shit on my government name then put my sister in Venetian white (uh-huh) She in the sky where God at, hope that I buy a Rolls Royce 'cause that's where the stars at Younger women always indecisive over niggas that shit got me trippin' Older women always got baggage to bring that shit got me thinkin' If I was a woman I'd prolly date a nigga like myself So baby girl don't take that risk I'd proudly break your heart 'fore we go out on a date All these looks don't matter I use it for the bait Changing young girl lives yeah they think I'm a pedophile today I got Madiba coins I'm building a legacy Dreams never die so Ocean can't lose Kale got a pair write a spiritual verse for y'all to take to the afterlife Yeah, I put it on God Keep faith you gotta be patient Be humble and sit down nigga I just let my soul bleed on the track (track)