EminencePro - Therapy Sessions (feat. Wordz & la Ruger)

Running from my problems to a bottle
Stressin cause i can't afford to live
Running from my problems to a bottle
All i think about is dividens
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?

All i can think about is money
'Cause in this world you need that to live
This world is all about the money
For it tell me what would you give?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?

People really die about this shit
People taken way from they kids
People losing morals for the money
Tell me do you know what love is
Mama gotta pay a couple bills, so she thinking boutta tip drill
We became numb over time we don't really know how to feel
I just poured a cup of Hennessy
So much of the bullshit i seen
He ain't got it so she don't want him all she want is some stability
Can't blame her for that want
Can't blame her for that need
So he thinking that he gotta get it
Even if it means by any means
Even if somebody gotta bleed
For that payment someone gotta pay
Cash rules everything around me that's what i heard somebody say
I just took a blunt to the face
Thinking bout these last and evil days
I just wanna know what it takes
To make a young nigga get paid

Running from my problems to a bottle
Stressin cause i can't afford to live
Running from my problems to a bottle
All i think about is dividens.
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?

All i can think about is money
Cause in this world you need that to live
This world is all about the money
For it tell me what would you give?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?

Plenty hard times as a kid, had to watch my mom shed tears
Late fees, couldn't pay bills
No way to express how I feel
Had to mask the pain through the years, the man who felt weak I'm him
I used to sacrifice to get a meal, now I sacrifice to make a mill
Cold world had my share of chills, back then I couldn't picture this
Now I make money through a lens
Paying mama mortgage unreal... Invest in yourself and run a check up
Invest in yourself and get your bands up
Commemorating how we preserved, the only time we ever got our hands up
I know a bunch of Kings out the projects, the system wanna treat em like they insects
Before I let it happen I'll die first, before they gentrify I'll intercept
About my people I'm ten toes, and we can go to war if you reject
But if Em say Wordz have a drink King, Dusse no ice just to be clear

Running from my problems to a bottle
Stressin cause i can't afford to live

Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?

Running from my problems to a bottle
Stressin' 'cause I can't afford to live

Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?
Will you sell your soul for it?

I take these drugs to the face ain't no therapy
I don't need these goofy ass niggas too ahead of me
I found my heart put it in this box so ain't no sharing it
I can't sell my soul I'm too official no comparison why
I don't talk about my problems it's embarrassing
I just get solo and mix my sprite with cough medicine
Talking muddy shit my double cup be scary bih he taking Actavis
I'm leaning off this purple shit I had to change the way
I move it wasn't working bitch now I'm over it no love lost
But I just learnt from it had to get the butter from the duck
I started whacking shit
I'm facing other problems mane concern is free la magikk bitch

Written by:
DeVante Moody, Terrance Mitchell, Troy Johnson

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