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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
d-mn that sh-t 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 p-ssed “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-gga on point like a fence match
all this rap got a n-gga 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 -ss like a thighmaster
on drugs, high b-st-rd, swear i need god i tried pastors
last time that i told my granny i love her she shortly died after
sh-t means i got bad luck
good deals that i p-ssed up
in them gas meetings getting g-ssed 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!ller 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-ggas petrified
we ain’t robbing n-ggas 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-ggas really screaming
all this poverty that we ain’t really needing
for no reason they treat us cold switch seasons
got a n-gga 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-ggas is scared of me
yup they scared i’m gon’ hold the crown
swear you n-ggas 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-ggas know my st–z 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-t
pro black like a wave kid
going all of my whips and chains
yea i’m back on my slave sh-t
always keep a gorilla round cause that’s who i was raised with
loyalty over money holmes so my family i stays with
chubby

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