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robdaloc - therapy session lyrics

i’m not even supposed to be with you
i tell myself that i’m not into you
she said she wanna leave me she said she wanna be with me
but all i hear is
da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, ayy
40 on me it get to blowing quick tell then n+ggas
i’m tryna slide tryna take a trip slap the f+ck out this b+tch told her bring me my chips
yea that b+tch tryna hang tryna be with the pimp slidin through ah n+gga block, i’m tryna get him hit
yeah this glock get the bark and soundin like a pit
n+ggas always talkin’, but never did these skits
why these n+ggas always talkin’, but never puttin’ up skits
im not evеn supposed to be with you i told myself that i’m not into you
shе said she wanna be with me, she said she wanna leave but all i hear is
da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, ayy look, moonwalkin’ in this b+tch feel like i’m mike jack
take a p+ssy n+gga stap so he can’t bust back
ayy, beat the f+ck out this n+gga, tell him fight back ayy, n+gga’s hoes up on the gram so i can’t type back
f+ck, d+mn, i f+cked up again
hit em in this top matter fact, i hit him and his man’s these b+tches shakin’ ass and poppin’ p+ssy for they only fans
like how that b+tch choosin yeah that b+tch, that b+tch a f+ckin’ fan
im not even supposed to be with you
i told myself that i’m not that im not into you
she said she wanna leave me, she said she wanna be with me
but all i hear is , do+do+da+da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, ayy
i told myself that i wanna be with you
i told myself that i’m not into you
it’s kinda hard to breath i can’t even see
do+do+da+da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da, da+da+da
that double crossin’ ass n+gga, he stabbed me in the back 1 put my trust into this b+tch, she broke it, don’t know how
to act
i put my heart into these raps, addicted to somethin’ like crack
1 hopped up on the beat with my brother, it’s riverside to sac
and all these n+ggas said they with me, n+ggas p+ssy+cats all them n+ggas rappin’ bout them guns, them n+ggas f+ckin’ cappin
i just wanna ball up in my city and gang on the map
f+ckin’ n+ggas up, i’m robbin’ n+ggas and bounce in your trap
last n+gga talkin’ out his neck, bro, got put in his grave i don’t give a f+ck about relations, so who do i blame?
n+ggas up the pole, but didn’t blow, man, them n+ggas insane
rob da fuccin loc my n+gga len ‚we gon’ shine bout the fame
nah+nah+nah, nah+nah+nah, nah+nah+nah+nah+nah nah+nah+nah, nah+nah+nah+nah, nah+nah+nah+nah
n+gga
i’m not even supposed to be with you

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