| Yeah
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| Therapy baby
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| For my soul
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| Yeah
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| Just tryna heal, you know?
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| Yeah
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| Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I’ve been concerned
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| Feel like my soul on fire, let that motherfucker burn
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| Man nobody gave me shit, I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Turn)
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| (Therapy for my soul)
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| I had a few hits, even had a few misses
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| Got clumsy in the kitchen, even broke a few dishes
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| Street life scarred me, my soul need therapy (Therapy)
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| (Therapy for my soul)
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| I ain’t never been the one to complain, that’s win or lose
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| Made moves and paid dues, walk in my shoes
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| It’s like a nigga came with directions, I really made me
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| I was drownin' then I threw me afloat, I really saved me
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| Put down everything that I love, that’s on my legacy
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| Never fucked over nobody to make a better me
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| If you ask me what happened with Kink, we grew apart
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| Tried to sue, he took me to court, shit broke my heart
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| Same nigga you made a millionnaire, sue you for millions
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| Made man and he want it all, none for my children
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| If One-Five wasn’t my dawg, I would’ve touched them
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| When that shit went down with Gibbs, I couldn’t trust 'em
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| Invested my hard earn money, tied up my bread
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| But he gon' try to tell you I’m flawed, that’s in his head
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| It’s happening just the way that I said it, good on your own
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| And if I’m honest nothin' gangsta about you, leave this alone, yeah
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| And everybody wonderin' what happened with me and Coach
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| Same shit that happened between Tommy and Ghost
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| 'Cause yeah the checks comin' in but the trust ain’t there
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| I would say it’s all him but that wouldn’t be fair
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| I was fresh up out the streets, tryna fight my own demons
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| Knew somethin' wasn’t right, guess I had my own reasons
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| Mission impossible, I ain’t on a plane now
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| Shake took his own life, I ain’t understand that
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| Had me feelin' numb, laid in bed for a week
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| Eyes didn’t closed one time, that’s a week with no sleep
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| I’ma keep it solid, he the reason me and Ross talk
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| Never ashamed to admit that I was wrong, yeah that’s boss talk
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| Since we talkin' boss talk, let’s address the sucka shit
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| Grown man playin' on Instagram, real sucka shit
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| Why the fuck this clown nigga playin' with my legacy?
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| Solid in these streets, that’s some shit that you will never be
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| Talking 'bout power, but weak niggas do the most
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| In real life, nigga you really borrow money from Ghost
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| All that lil' boy shit, yeah it make it evident
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| Made millions in these streets, what the fuck is 50 Cent?
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| And it’s still Free Meech, love him if he right or wrong
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| But the streets wanna know, do we really get along
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| If you askin' me, nigga, that’s one thousand percent
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| If I did somethin' wrong then I gotta repent
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| Ain’t no hatred in my heart, ain’t no hatred in my veins
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| If you felt me being distant, think it’s time to explain
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| And I was stickin' to my plan while Raf Simons took the stand
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| He tried to G-Money me, what’s happenin' with your man?
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| Tried to throw me in your case
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| Guess he tryna save face
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| No exception, know the rules, I just handled it with grace
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| And I ain’t sayin' that you told him to do it, I know better
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| Still the same nigga, nothin' but love, that’s forever
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| See my ego and my pride, yeah, I put it all aside
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| Reminiscing 'bout all them late nights we used to vibe
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| When it’s all said and done, we’re brothers, your mother love us
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| The feds did you dirty, can’t stand them motherfuckers
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| Speaking 'bout brothers, welcome home, Tee
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| A nigga might owe you money, but that nigga ain’t me
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| I be lookin' for the truth 'cause that shit be hard to find
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| All these lies and these rumors, fuckin' with my peace of mind
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| Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I’ve been concerned
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| Feel like my soul on fire, let that motherfucker burn
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| Man nobody gave me shit, I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Turn)
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| (Therapy for my soul)
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| I had a few hits, even had a few misses
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| Got clumsy in the kitchen, even broke a few dishes
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| Street life scarred me, my soul need therapy (Therapy)
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| (Therapy for my soul)
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| Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I’ve been concerned
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| Feel like my soul on fire, let that motherfucker burn
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| Man nobody gave me shit, I wait my motherfuckin' turn (Turn)
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| (Therapy for my soul)
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| I had a few hits, even had a few misses
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| Got clumsy in the kitchen, even broke a few dishes
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| Street life scarred me, my soul need therapy
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| (Therapy for my soul) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Therapy For My Soul , by - Young Jeezy. Song from the album The Recession 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп