Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Psychology, artist - Artan.
Date of issue: 19.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Psychology |
Don’t ask for apologies |
I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed |
Doctor, is it me or my psychology? |
The stress gets on top of me |
If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees |
Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas |
Don’t ask for apologies |
I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed |
Doctor, is it me or my psychology? |
The stress gets on top of me |
If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees |
Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas |
I make smart songs, had to dumb it down |
I smoke king L’s, you can pass it round |
I took big L’s and it got me down |
So I switched it up, you can’t knock me down |
I’ve got bare flows, I had to pattern them |
You’ve got dead flows, I won’t be catting them |
I believe in luck cause I made my own and this big spliff is my talisman |
I’ve been planning for these moments like my whole life |
And I’ve been holding off on green until it’s showtime |
Still I might text a Spanish girl off of my own line |
«Yo senorita, looking guapa, yeah you’re so fine» |
So I bun a zoobie, love my life |
Been fucked over like a hundred times |
So I lost my job, went overdraft |
Ain’t understood, said run the line |
Been broke before, been lending P’s |
I’m next up, well I’m meant to be |
So when we’re crossing paths |
Keep it moving, you can glance |
But please |
Don’t ask for apologies |
I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed |
Doctor, is it me or my psychology? |
The stress gets on top of me |
If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees |
Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas |
Don’t ask for apologies |
I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed |
Doctor, is it me or my psychology? |
The stress gets on top of me |
If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees |
Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas |
Government don’t want my people to make it |
So I’m turning my shoe box from cash to a payslip |
I’ve been chilling with Mary, she’s looking amazing |
You will never find out bout the girls that I’m dating |
Now they be glad that they knew me |
Cause all my flavours are fruity |
I used to hide in the movies |
Now I just kick back in the studi' and light a baton with Susie |
And now she’s acting all loopy |
I like sexy senoritas, not the bad or the boujee |
And I might take an L, can’t take my life |
Might take you out, still ain’t my wife |
On Snap he’s acting all badders but |
In real life, waste of time |
I put in shifts, you put in nothing |
You say you graft, I say you’re bluffing |
So when we’re crossing paths |
Keep it moving, you can glance |
But please |
Don’t ask for apologies |
I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed |
Doctor, is it me or my psychology? |
The stress gets on top of me |
If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees |
Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas |
Don’t ask for apologies |
I hit the ends, smoke a lotta weed |
Doctor, is it me or my psychology? |
The stress gets on top of me |
If I’m in ends, got a lot of trees |
Piffing on some Cali bought from overseas |