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They say that music is a channel into every person's soul It is a key to mine I take the things that happen in my life and I channel them into my music If I didn't have this music- Who needs therapy when you have music? This is my counseling session... [Verse 1] Woke up to a buzzin' on my phone Maybe it was her or maybe it's someone who wanna come and smoke I be (?) mush a nigga missin' faded Reminiscin' how we always kissin' (?) When I think about the kids and I kiss 'em on the lips Should I go and tell 'em about the type of shit you did Now I'm trippin'-- Maybe I am not Cause I really feel like you could stab me in the ribs I ain't kiddin' I can't think of half of this shit Always thinkin' bout my kids beause somebody gotta do it But you would rather be up in ya favorite club Niggas sign ya titties, feelin' pretty with a bottle of the fluid That's a shame, do you even know their birthdays? Or how my son did the spellin' bee and took the first place? Remember how you left 'em in the house all by they selves so you could go and get some dick This type of shit is just the worst man Damn, that's the reason that the weather's gettin' colder SongtexteThey growin' up and when I get a little older I keep up with ya steady givin' you the shoulder You live up in the club, I thought a nigga told ya I would hit you up in case you wanna hold on havin' sex Then wonder why the fuck I move a different bitch up in the house But shit I thought I had the one until you find out from me (?) every bitch up and ya stuff a dick up in ya mouth Now I gotta hit the fuckin' road and Know that you turned into a ho and I Every time I leave a door open Bitches always fuck it up so all you can just go and die Does it really motherfuckin' matter? People always tell me, "Homie it is what it is." But any which a way I go, I make sure all my (?) The reason that I live, I do it for my kids [Hook: Khadija Lopez] Aus Songtexte Mania