Therapy For My Soul

Therapy For My Soul - Jeezy

Lyrics by：Jay Jenkins/Erik Ortiz/Kevin Crowe

Composed by：Jay Jenkins/Erik Ortiz/Kevin Crowe

J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League

Yeah

Therapy baby

For my soul

Yeah

Just tryna heal you know

Yeah

Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I've been concerned

Feel like my soul on fire let that motherf**ker burn

Man nobody gave me s**t I wait my motherf**kin' turn

Turn

Therapy for my soul

I had a few hits even had a few misses

Got clumsy in the kitchen even broke a few dishes

Street life scarred me my soul need therapy

Therapy

Therapy for my soul

I ain't never been the one to complain that's win or lose

Made moves and paid dues walk in my shoes

It's like a n***a came with directions I really made me

I was drownin' then I threw me afloat I really saved me

Put down everything that I love that's on my legacy

Never f**ked over nobody to make a better me

If you ask me what happened with Kink we grew apart

Tried to sue he took me to court s**t broke my heart

Same n***a you made a millionnaire sue you for millions

Made man and he want it all none for my children

If One-Five wasn't my dawg I would've touched them

When that s**t went down with Gibbs I couldn't trust 'em

Invested my hard earn money tied up my bread

But he gon' try to tell you I'm flawed that's in his head

It's happening just the way that I said it good on your own

And if I'm honest nothin' gangsta about you leave this alone yeah

And everybody wonderin' what happened with me and Coach

Same s**t that happened between Tommy and Ghost

'Cause yeah the checks comin' in but the trust ain't there

I would say it's all him but that wouldn't be fair

I was fresh up out the streets tryna fight my own demons

Knew somethin' wasn't right guess I had my own reasons

Mission impossible I ain't on a plane now

Shake took his own life I ain't understand that

Had me feelin' numb laid in bed for a week

Eyes didn't closed one time that's a week with no sleep

I'ma keep it solid he the reason me and Ross talk

Never ashamed to admit that I was wrong yeah that's boss talk

Since we talkin' boss talk let's address the sucka s**t

Grown man playin' on Instagram real sucka s**t

Why the f**k this clown n***a playin' with my legacy

Solid in these streets that's some s**t that you will never be

Talking 'bout power but weak n***as do the most

In real life n***a you really borrow money from Ghost

All that lil' boy s**t yeah it make it evident

Made millions in these streets what the f**k is 50 Cent

And it's still Free Meech love him if he right or wrong

But the streets wanna know do we really get along

If you askin' me n***a that's one thousand percent

If I did somethin' wrong then I gotta repent

Ain't no hatred in my heart ain't no hatred in my veins

If you felt me being distant think it's time to explain

And I was stickin' to my plan while Raf Simons took the stand

He tried to G-Money me what's happenin' with your man

Tried to throw me in your case

Guess he tryna save face

No exception know the rules I just handled it with grace

And I ain't sayin' that you told him to do it I know better

Still the same n***a nothin' but love that's forever

See my ego and my pride yeah I put it all aside

Reminiscing 'bout all them late nights we used to vibe

When it's all said and done we're brothers your mother love us

The feds did you dirty can't stand them motherf**kers

Speaking 'bout brothers welcome home Tee

A n***a might owe you money but that n***a ain't me

I be lookin' for the truth 'cause that s**t be hard to find

All these lies and these rumors f**kin' with my peace of mind

Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I've been concerned

Feel like my soul on fire let that motherf**ker burn

Man nobody gave me s**t I wait my motherf**kin' turn

Turn

Therapy for my soul

I had a few hits even had a few misses

Got clumsy in the kitchen even broke a few dishes

Street life scarred me my soul need therapy

Therapy

Therapy for my soul

Been listenin' to my thoughts and lately I've been concerned

Feel like my soul on fire let that motherf**ker burn

Man nobody gave me s**t I wait my motherf**kin' turn

Turn

Therapy for my soul

I had a few hits even had a few misses

Got clumsy in the kitchen even broke a few dishes

Street life scarred me my soul need therapy

Therapy for my soul