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therapy - bay swag lyrics

[verse]
lately i been thinkin’ ’bout it different
work hard, you gon’ see the results
can’t believe i gotta keep her at a distance
i ain’t in the mood, my pops can’t get no visits
lot up on my plate, it’s a lot i can’t even say
i took care of the lawyer fees and got mom’s crib right out the gate
i ain’t got no time to play
i been dropping here and there, my fans still worried ’bout my tape
business soon ’bout to be straight
huh, lately i been healing, pop a perc’, i got no feelings
how i’m ‘posed to sleep? n*ggas tryna k!ll me
just bought a new 450, only rode it once
gotta live life to the fullest ’cause it’s only one
nowadays my cup been dirty, i pour more than one
gotta make sure pops straight ’cause i’m his only one
tryna take what i earned, gotta wait your turn
don’t bite the hand that feed you, that’s when bridges burn
don’t put your trust into no female, had to learn
i did the most for you, made ’em notice you
right now as i speak, got goosebumps so you know it’s true
even tried to put it to the side, i was vulnerable
now i’m looking at you weird, all of sudden you don’t care
now you blowing up my phone ’cause you know that i ain’t there
that sh*t ain’t fair
when you need me, i was there
play with me, how could you dare?
i was at my lowest, i was f*cked up
every time you see me i got nine tucked
he ain’t my dog, then i’ma spin ’em like a nunchuck
you must’ve got me f*cked up
half these b*tches leave they kids to get they b*tt done
they don’t give one f*ck
lil’ homie said he was gon’ book me, i’m still untouched
these b*tches can’t get nothin’ from me, sh*t, but one nut
i ain’t with the clubbing, what we celebrating?
but i was with lil’ james, we had a time in vegas
all that cappin’, save it, f*ck being famous
hunnid foot got b*tches naked, this sh*t feel amazing
if you ain’t calling ’bout that money, i ain’t engaging
really known around the nation
i went carti yesterday, i got different phases
today, i’m going presi’, i got different faces
got ya favorite rapper b*tches in my phone naked
i had a m before i ever did a song with baby
this is all facts
the youngest n*gga in my hood goin’ up with racks
the same ones i loved doubted, i had to fall back
and if i lost it, i call supe to get it all back
your favorite rapper said, “yes ma’am”, what you call that?
i was taught to get in that jam and never talk back
i’m the type to get on this mic’ and state all facts
n*ggas lyin’ on interviews, y’all n*ggas all acts
n*ggas acting like i don’t be on it, but i’m on that
dressed in all black, black maybach’s
they tried to sabotage my name, this the payback
and when i win my first grammy, they gon’ hate that
i’m working while y’all n*ggas sleep ’cause i can’t lay back

- bay swag lyrics

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