text: Therapy Lyrics
  Turn, turn
  Turn, turn, turn
  Turn, turn, turn
  Turn, ayy
  I dont really do well with ultimatums, proposals 
  I can really go out there be not cordial, then cordial 
  I can really go out there be informal, then formal 
  One sec the gang can go on bein lawful then unlawful, therapy 
  I dont really want no one, I can talk to, Hennessy 
  The things that I say, they might not be thought through
  Them true traits start to show through 
  I cant think of nothin I owe you 
  All the things a nigga had to go through 
  Its only right that Edna goin global
  I can really be social and anti-social 
  When I was on a walk
  It was my sister that sent me them postals 
  What you know about Croydon Park?
  Are you really old school? 
  Or youre just here since the come up?
  Like seein Hakkasan and Nobu 
  Comin up there was so much things, that was hard to say no to 
  Now we got beef in the streets, that G17s my go-to 
  Im up now but I been low too 
  How bout plans that I had that fall through 
  How my friends that I done come know to 
  How much stories that I tell, theres more to 
  My rose is on, Im drivin passed that school that I used to walk to 
  I put my pin in that blue phone, I press hashtag and then called through 
  My sis played that role, she played that role and that role too 
  Edna you motivate me, this is all you 
  I dont really do well with ultimatums, proposals 
  I can really go out there be not cordial, then cordial 
  I can really go out there be informal, then formal 
  One sec the gang can go on bein lawful then unlawful, therapy 
  I dont really want no one, I can talk to, Hennessy 
  The things that I say, they might not be thought through
  Them true traits start to show through 
  I cant think of nothin I owe you 
  All the things a nigga had to go through 
  Its only right that Edna goin global1Embed