Big $ilky - Smokin' in Therapy

Oh shit
Bring the drums on in
Don't trip
When the drugs kick
Fuck shit kill
Wanna keep a thrill
Tip drill
Buddy ain't ride
But his bitch will
Sit still gotcha whole
Crown up
Play it louder
How come
You never wanna work
Til the outcome
Then you wanna come
Around with ya hand out
Steady takin little crumbs out ya man mouth

Don't rock with thieves
Million ways
That you get the love for free
Pills on table, got mouths to feed
I ain't ready to be held accountable for anything
On the edge of my seat I'm deliberate
Prey on the target, I know how to get the venom in
You lethargic, no need to be inventive
This ain't for the meek or the dismissive or the Internet
I'm pretty intimate with what I'm putting out
I lost my sis now my mama actin out
Tryna be happy, make some money
Fuck the clout
I got a ego i don't know know fucking doubt
I practice heavy now I'm coming out the gate
Ain't gotta say I'm taking bets
You see the aim
Right at the top like I was jumping outta plane
You finna respect the work and welcome in the brand new queen

Sell my soul
No way
Hustlers motivate us all day
Ima always keep a play
Watch what they doin
And fuck what they say
Sell my soul
No way
Hustlers motivate us all day
Ima always keep a play
Watch what they doin
And fuck what they say

Big tings, big loving, big fat ass goals
Snatched waist, hit maker, I'm saving souls
No games just action I'm paid in full
And if a bitch get Mitch, I'm gone take my toll
Haters know they ain't gotta mold like me
Rare breed, ain't fair I don't break or bend
I ain't never been afraid
Only play to win
The only place I ain't Settled into's content

Where the cowards at
Take y'all scary asses to the back
It's too late in the game to be timid
I meant it I'm in it to fuck up the system
Oh Kay
Allow her to demonstrate
I'm in a different place
You couldn't penetrate
So let's innovate
On some player shit
If you make believe
We ain't makin shit

Look big crip homie told me get it poppin
I ain't in no gang but I scared to blow a rocket
Talking's for the birds and I can hear you Niggas chirpin
It's a lotta young bitches in the back that know I birthed em
Hurting, I can feel the fury and the hate
But imma channel love and let these niggas go insane
Tell me what I can't and I'm ma show you what I can
Real bitches never break, we knuckle up and elevate hoe

Sell my soul
No way
Hustlers motivate us all day
Ima always keep a play
Watch what they doin
And fuck what they say
Sell my soul
No way
Hustlers motivate us all day
Ima always keep a play
Watch what they doin
And fuck what they say

Devil in the details and the visas
Crab leg butter lemon squeeze up
Y'all still believing what they teach us
I'm smokin in therapy celebrating my share of things
We ain't workin for they dreams no more
Range on my off days, squeeze 4 4
I need mo dough I don't need yo vote
Anybody wanna fuck with me? OH NO
Anybody wanna fuck with me? OH NO
Anybody wanna fuck with me? OH NO

Written by:
Ashley Hart, Cristalle Bowen

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