Chubby Jag - Therapy Session lyrics

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag] It's like 8 o'clock Pac playing Somethings wrong they just not saying Couple peeps on my block saying that BIG died I'm like stop playing My dark room, my stay long Lights off with my shades on, soft pillows I laid on I cry hard and I play songs Damn that sh** hit a soft spot in my chest like a cough drop I'm a rhyme hard that's all top cause we lost BIG and we lost Pac Left died, Aaliyah too, we miss y'all from me to you Told God when my nana pa**ed "my granny coming just see her through" And I meant that paid my dues no cents back Told my fam that it won't be long I'm a be on soon I sensed that And I've been going hard since that n***a on point like a fence match All this rap got a n***a going crazy I swear I just need my sense back Sad joy, cry laughter, running out of time gotta try faster Gotta watch out for the groupie ho cause they on my a** like a Thighmaster On d**, high ba*tard, swear I need God I tried pastors Last time that I told my granny I love her she shortly died after sh** means I got bad luck Good deals that I pa**ed up In them gas meetings getting ga**ed up Now I'm masked up cause I'm last up But why I'm not first in the first place I'm stressed out I'm in the worst place Say I got a N.Y ore but I rep k**er Cal Holmes that's my birth place Wish I could leave out calmly her sons on and his mom sees And I've been going so hard holmes that my head hurts like Don C No food n***as petrified We ain't robbing n***as for the exercise We expect to die there's no jobs around So I'm in the hood till it's rectified Jag, yelling but all these n***as really screaming All this poverty that we ain't really needing For no reason they treat us cold switch seasons Got a n***a hot steaming Willie Beamen Let's slow it down yup I should roll it now My music is beauty, beauty, I sound like a poet now Yea I feel I'm the coldest round and producers they know it now All them n***as is scared of me Yup they scared I'm gon' hold the crown Swear you n***as so comical off them bars like Geronimo Finally taking my moma to all them places she tryna' go Bout to step up my business it's no more letting that llama go Dollars falling like dominoes cause my flow so phenomenal Yea I can't never leave holmes Y'all n***as know my steez holmes Get the crown it's on me holmes Cause without rap I can't breathe holmes Yea I'm back on my main sh** Pro black like a wave kid Going all of my whips and chains Yea I'm back on my slave sh** Always keep a gorilla round cause that's who I was raised with Loyalty over money holmes so my family I stays with Chubby