Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Psychology , by - Artan. Release date: 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 |