Quizy Quiz - Therapy Lyrics

They tell me
You gotta love what you doing
But id be going home on an empty stomach if music is what I'm pursuing
But I gotta keep it moving
Running on my last fumes, I ain't quitting this race and I don't care if I'm losing
Getting rich or die trying now that was the mission
I peaked a million before I chose to make stupid decisions
I was losing my vision till God called an intermission
Seeing my momma crying I knew I needed revision
Before I'm rushed into more hospital admissions
Before more of my brothers get into head-on collisions
Before I burn down all these bridges
And all these rhyme and rhythms fall on deaf ears and nobody is around to listen
Before I'm the topic of conversation
Around all these heavy faces
Offering my baby sister consolation
Before my toxic attraction towards desolation
Leads to frustration and you cut off all association
Everybody's got issues, Everybody's got issues
Don't nobody want to hear about yours
Just bottle it up and let it get at you
Eventually, it will swallow you whole
Look, around here ain't no buddy-buddy
Keep your distance, ain't no feelings when you lose somebody
I thought id do this for fun but man ain't shit funny
I'm in it for the long run so dude where's my money?
My brain's in stitches I keep making bad decisions
I had a good girl but now I'm fucking bad bitches
I've got enough blue ticks on my contacts list
To make me realize that my contacts ain't shit
My head's a revolving door, I'm in and out of my mind
I'm on a thin line and I can feel me slipping with every rhyme
And how can I, be alone when I'm staring into your eyes
And I can't understand why you're still by my side
But you calm me down yeah you make me feel all better
I know all she wants to do is save my soul
But I'm falling apart can't hold it together
And all I'm trying to do is not lose control
Everybody's got issues, Everybody's got issues
Don't nobody want to hear about yours
Just bottle it up and let it get at you
Eventually, it will swallow you whole

They tell me
You gotta love what you doing
But id be going home on an empty stomach if music is what I'm pursuing
But I gotta keep it moving
Running on my last fumes, I ain't quitting this race and I don't care if I'm losing
Getting rich or die trying now that was the mission
I peaked a million before I chose to make stupid decisions
I was losing my vision till God called an intermission
Seeing my momma crying I knew I needed revision
Before I'm rushed into more hospital admissions
Before more of my brothers get into head-on collisions
Before I burn down all these bridges
And all these rhyme and rhythms fall on deaf ears and nobody is around to listen
Before I'm the topic of conversation
Around all these heavy faces
Offering my baby sister consolation
Before my toxic attraction towards desolation
Leads to frustration and you cut off all association
Everybody's got issues, Everybody's got issues
Don't nobody want to hear about yours
Just bottle it up and let it get at you
Eventually, it will swallow you whole
Look, around here ain't no buddy-buddy
Keep your distance, ain't no feelings when you lose somebody
I thought id do this for fun but man ain't shit funny
I'm in it for the long run so dude where's my money?
My brain's in stitches I keep making bad decisions
I had a good girl but now I'm fucking bad bitches
I've got enough blue ticks on my contacts list
To make me realize that my contacts ain't shit
My head's a revolving door, I'm in and out of my mind
I'm on a thin line and I can feel me slipping with every rhyme
And how can I, be alone when I'm staring into your eyes
And I can't understand why you're still by my side
But you calm me down yeah you make me feel all better
I know all she wants to do is save my soul
But I'm falling apart can't hold it together
And all I'm trying to do is not lose control
Everybody's got issues, Everybody's got issues
Don't nobody want to hear about yours
Just bottle it up and let it get at you
Eventually, it will swallow you whole