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HighLife Beamer - Therapy Lyrics



HighLife Beamer - Therapy Lyrics




I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just
I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just

I'm a loner, baby
I love you too, I know I drive you crazy (uh-huh)
Such a boss lady, what that is Mercedes?
Take a trip, I'ma show you how to steer Beamer
Got dirty, Mr. Clean when I'm switching things
Cop a stock, I used to cop bling
Guess I'm a stock boy
Legitimate, I think I need another shipment
In the sky, out this world
HighLife run the district


I trust what I see and I hear what you say
Show me something, lil' bitch, or get out my way
I don't think I'd fall if I keep my dick in my place
Tunnel vision to my goals, now I'm running my race
Amen
Deliverance, I need it, Lord please
Cold sweats when I have night dreams
I miss your love, but girl I don't need it
If I love myself, you'll see a dream


I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just
I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just

I'm a loner, baby
I love you too, I know I drive you crazy (uh-huh)
Such a boss lady, what that is Mercedes?
Take a trip, I'ma show you how to steer Beamer
Got dirty, Mr. Clean when I'm switching things
Cop a stock, I used to cop bling
Guess I'm a stock boy
Legitimate, I think I need another shipment
In the sky, out this world
HighLife run the district


I trust what I see, my heart hear what you say
My time definite, I'm here now, I'm gone today
My heart split in half, my boys make me whole
This king's men blood, my circle made of gold
I'm a loner, baby, and I like that shit
I ain't got a spit game, when you understand this pimp
I really love my city, I engraved it in my wrist
Blood of a slave, my genes pass through that ship
So I ain't got no time for stressin', every breath a blessing
I scrap with the devil like it's Tekken, tryin' form a weapon
Don't react to L's cause it's a lesson, just to get to heaven
Dub my fears, bettin', never lettin'
Every dream I'm catchin'
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I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just
I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just

I'm a loner, baby
I love you too, I know I drive you crazy (uh-huh)
Such a boss lady, what that is Mercedes?
Take a trip, I'ma show you how to steer Beamer
Got dirty, Mr. Clean when I'm switching things
Cop a stock, I used to cop bling
Guess I'm a stock boy
Legitimate, I think I need another shipment
In the sky, out this world
HighLife run the district


I trust what I see and I hear what you say
Show me something, lil' bitch, or get out my way
I don't think I'd fall if I keep my dick in my place
Tunnel vision to my goals, now I'm running my race
Amen
Deliverance, I need it, Lord please
Cold sweats when I have night dreams
I miss your love, but girl I don't need it
If I love myself, you'll see a dream


I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just
I'm a loner, baby,
I need some time to myself
Generation wealth
I can't talk, I need some help
I just
I just

I'm a loner, baby
I love you too, I know I drive you crazy (uh-huh)
Such a boss lady, what that is Mercedes?
Take a trip, I'ma show you how to steer Beamer
Got dirty, Mr. Clean when I'm switching things
Cop a stock, I used to cop bling
Guess I'm a stock boy
Legitimate, I think I need another shipment
In the sky, out this world
HighLife run the district


I trust what I see, my heart hear what you say
My time definite, I'm here now, I'm gone today
My heart split in half, my boys make me whole
This king's men blood, my circle made of gold
I'm a loner, baby, and I like that shit
I ain't got a spit game, when you understand this pimp
I really love my city, I engraved it in my wrist
Blood of a slave, my genes pass through that ship
So I ain't got no time for stressin', every breath a blessing
I scrap with the devil like it's Tekken, tryin' form a weapon
Don't react to L's cause it's a lesson, just to get to heaven
Dub my fears, bettin', never lettin'
Every dream I'm catchin'
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Writer: Briean Boddy-Calhoun
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Performed By: HighLife Beamer
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Briean Boddy-Calhoun
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